Red City Radio - 50th and western lyrics

Alone in Central Park Wish I was back in Oklahoma With the thoughts in my heart That were weighing down my chin Siting on a park bench I was singing along to Backstreets Thinking, how do I get myself in situations that I'm in I've fallen victim to decisions I make Avoid the paths I refuse to take My back is breaking trying to carry the weight I hope I'm that not falling Now I'm down on my knees trying to fight this disease And when I come up for air, it's getting too hard to breathe Beneath our feet is what's beneath this moon We sing our hearts cause the words ring true You know I told you so Is just a, you know I'm right The system, it wasn't designed for us The system, it wasn't designed for us You're leaving to never return You've gotta believe it was all for nothing The bridges you crashed and you burned You've gotta believe it was all for nothing The lessons you'll never relearn You've gotta believe it was all for something I don't care anymore Sick and tired of trying to settle the score When I'm down on my knees trying to fight this disease When I come up for air, it's getting too hard to breathe I'm down on my knees trying to fight this disease When I come up for air, it's getting too hard to breathe I'm down on my knees trying to fight this disease When I come up for air, it's getting too hard to breathe And it's back home It's what we know You know I told you so Is just a, you know I'm right The system, it wasn't designed for us The system, it wasn't designed for us Faith in your compromised dream Fades away as it all falls apart at the seams The system, it wasn't designed for us The system, it wasn't designed for us Take what you can, stop running away Like it's all you'll ever own The system, it wasn't designed for us The system, it wasn't designed for us