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I break down my soon-to-be-released song "Don't Sweat (Don't Smile)" - a song I believe the world is just barely ready to hear... listen to the breakdown and let me know what you think!
LYRICS:
Don’t sweat, don’t smile
Keep it all inside your mind
Disappear into yourself
You’re fine, you’re fine
Don’t jump, don’t fly
Birds don’t want you in their sky
Just give up before you try
Goodbye, goodbye
Stay low, stay dry
Keep it on the ground this time
Never look at things that shine
They lie, they lie
No one showed you
But everyone said they told you
Proves that they don’t know you
They try, they try
Get close, stay back
Everyone tellin you just relax
They wont kill you just because you’re black
Get sick get well
every one around you is going to hell
They dont hear those churches bells
Oh well oh well
He said I can’t breathe
Was down on his knees
What’s it gonna take?
How deep are these graves?
They eat their cake then give us guns
And watch us fight over their crumbs
They don’t know their day is done
They don’t know that we’ve already won
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PRE-SAVE NOW - thank you thank you thank you!
I break down my soon-to-be-released song "Don't Sweat (Don't Smile)" - a song I believe the world is just barely ready to hear... listen to the breakdown and let me know what you think!
LYRICS:
Don’t sweat, don’t smile
Keep it all inside your mind
Disappear into yourself
You’re fine, you’re fine
Don’t jump, don’t fly
Birds don’t want you in their sky
Just give up before you try
Goodbye, goodbye
Stay low, stay dry
Keep it on the ground this time
Never look at things that shine
They lie, they lie
No one showed you
But everyone said they told you
Proves that they don’t know you
They try, they try
Get close, stay back
Everyone tellin you just relax
They wont kill you just because you’re black
Get sick get well
every one around you is going to hell
They dont hear those churches bells
Oh well oh well
He said I can’t breathe
Was down on his knees
What’s it gonna take?
How deep are these graves?
They eat their cake then give us guns
And watch us fight over their crumbs
They don’t know their day is done
They don’t know that we’ve already won
My Website
Spotify & other Spotify
Instagram
Music Youtube
Facebook
Email me to get on the Self-Help Songwriter Newsletter!