System Ain't Broken
Alex Wilson
Description
A raw and unflinching critique of systemic inequality, 'System Ain't Broken' channels the struggles of working-class America, particularly those in Appalachia. Alex Wilson's gritty vocals deliver a powerful message that the system isn't failing, but rather functioning precisely as intended: to perpetuate poverty and maintain the status quo. The song blends elements of outlaw country, Americana, and folk-rock, creating a stark and confrontational atmosphere.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] I worked double shifts, kept my grades up high, Dodgin' every blow under Appalachia sky. Daddy drank his fill, left me with the scars, Now he's gone, they send men behind bars. [Pre-Chorus] They never noticed when my world was dark, But now they step in, make their hollow mark. [Chorus] The system ain't broken, workin' just fine, Keep the poor down, walk the same old line. Switch up the names, still dealin' the pain, But the system ain't broken—it's rigged like a game. [Verse 2] You tell me now you're protectin' the youth, But you're years too late, I'm livin' proof. I survived your silence, now you're makin' noise, Makin' headlines off our shattered joys. [Pre-Chorus] Where were you when the whiskey poured like rain? Only showin' up now, just to stake your claim. [Chorus] The system ain't broken, workin' just fine, Keep the poor down, walk the same old line. Switch up the names, still dealin' the pain, But the system ain't broken—it's rigged like a game. [Bridge] Guard whispers softly, "System's got cracks," But the scars I wear say it's right on track. Justice arrives, but always too slow, Reapin' headlines from seeds they didn't sow. [Verse 3] Politicians preachin' 'bout a promised land, While their pockets fill with blood-stained hands. Empty promises echo through the hills, Another generation payin' for their thrills. [Final Chorus] The system ain't broken, it's workin' as planned, Keep the beaten down, under heavy hand. Different faces, but the story's the same, The system ain't broken—it thrives on our shame. [Outro] Yeah, the system ain't broken, it runs on our pain, Feedin' on sorrow, it's perfectly trained. It's perfectly trained...