Dom McLennon - Lows lyrics

They say that home is where the heart is, well home is where my art is Soul stirred into song, it's the duty of an artist And lately it's easier, but the tricky part is Things go up in one direction and the other gets tarnished And I'm tryna stay gold, the world it plays cold But these sun colored shades turn those blues into rose Isn't it funny how The Blues is from the gold Age of music, when we share our misfortunes it's always true sh** Maybe that's why, cause the real sh** is the illest But not all real sh** requires us to be a cynic And I'm finished with that life man, just wanna bring light man Feeling like a Mountie cause I try to do right, damn But I've been thinking that I took a bad route When my left shoulder resembles fab's tooth, It's the truth f** it Cause all that I know, hate it or love it Is although these lows hit me I'm just bound to rise above it