Briyana Amaya - Sweet Home Lyrics

Sweet home, no Alabama
But this a whole lotta south for you to handle
Brick road, but it ain't yellow
Look to the sky before you miss it
Tilt your head up
You See the birds? They all just dancing
You hear the chirps? It's so romantic to my ears, to my aesthetic
Breathing in as I watch the sun setting
I feel you near and full of worry
What's to fear? Tell me why you're hurting
It's okay
That's what I tell 'em
It'll only drive you crazy if you let it
Just breathe and clear your mind now
Just breath as we begin to wind down
This is free
This is freedom
Know it's hard
We getting older
Feeling the weight of many men atop your shoulders
And mine
I won't deny it
I ain't that put together
It's just that I hate to see me crying
And what I look like crying to the one who hurt me
Eyes got dry when I got deserted
Had no time to aid me hurting
Running out
Gotta get back sturdy
Had no tears, felt no pain
Things got real and people stayed the same
What a shame
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
But I learned my lessons as they came
Right away, got no time to waste
No hard feelings and no complaints
No complaints
Sweet home, no Alabama
But this a whole lotta south for you to handle
Brick road, but it ain't yellow
Look to the sky before you miss it
Tilt your head up
You See the birds? They all just dancing
You hear the chirps? It's so romantic to my ears, to my aesthetic
Breathing in as I watch the sun setting like
Setting like
Ohhhhhhhh
Hmmmmm