50th and western
Singer:red city radio
wish i was back in oklahoma
with the thoughts in my heart
that were weighing down my chin
i was singing along to backstreets
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
it wasn't designed for us
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
sick and tired of trying to settle the score
when i'm down on my knees trying to fight this disease
it's getting too hard to breathe
i'm down on my knees trying to fight this disease
it's getting too hard to breathe
i'm down on my knees trying to fight this disease
it's getting too hard to breathe
it wasn't designed for us
it wasn't designed for us
faith in your compromised dream
fades away as it all falls apart at the seams
it wasn't designed for us
it wasn't designed for us
like it's all you'll ever own
it wasn't designed for us
it wasn't designed for us