What We Make of It Songtext
von Freya

So long, I′m home
Survival instincts never meant to push you away
Fight or flight
Acting on an impulse brought upon by the thought of the end


And though these decisions will (Decisions will change my life)
Haunt me
I'm holding visions of (Visions will change my mind)
Leaving (For the better)

Too late, I′m done
Learn to live while looking back and all that it made
Words as knives
I only think it's best 'cause you can′t forgive what you let go