Breeds What You Feed

[Verse 1]
Woke up talkin' like I lost already
Cussin' at the mirror in my room
Every little setback felt so heavy
I was diggin' my own doom
Then it hit me like a freight train runnin'
Every word I say comes back to me
If I keep on swearin' life's all nothin'
Nothin's all I'm gonna see
[Chorus]
Positive breeds positive
Negative breeds negative
Joy breeds joy
Hate breeds hate
That's how we live
What you plant down in your mind
Grows up wild in real time
You get what you give
'Cause life breeds what you feed
[Verse 2]
I seen a broke man laughin' on his front porch
Rust on his truck
Still singin' loud
Said
"Son
I ain't waitin' on my good fortune
I wear my blessing like a hand-me-down"
He said
"Storm's gonna come
Let it come
Let it thunder
I still got breath
That's gold to me"
Changed my tongue from drag to wonder
Now I'm speakin' what I wanna see (yeah)
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Think small
Stay small
Think fall
You fall
Think climb
You climb
One thought at a time
[raspy shout]
So when that dark talk starts creepin' in
Flip that script
Don't let it win (hey!)
Say
"I'm gonna rise
I'm gonna rise again"
Till your bones start believin' it
[Chorus]

rock, Upbeat southern blues-rock with raspy male vocals; overdriven guitars riding a swung, stomping groove and gritty bass. Verses stay tight and raw with snare on the backbeat and a touch of slide guitar; chorus explodes with shout-along gang vocals and handclaps. Brief call-and-response tags and a short, bend-heavy guitar lick between sections keep the energy high and inspirational., raw, blues, inspirational, southern rock