Only What You Make Of It

You’re like everybody else
Gotta deal with what you’re dealt
You’ll choose the story that you tell
Blame the world or blame yourself
Sometimes life comes at you hard
And it’s easy to let it drag you down
Yeah, I get it, it’s a mess
It’s a struggle, it’s a test
But can you find a place to rest
In a house of bitterness?
Just ‘cause it ain’t what you planned
Don’t mean it ain’t what it oughta be
Cause it’s only what you make of it
Yeah, it’s only what you make of it
Yeah, it’s only what you make of it
And you make it so hard on yourself
What you do and what you won’t
What you will and what you don’t
What you take and you give up
What you’re risking when you love
Bet you where you’re looking from
if you walk or if you run
You take the long way there
Cause it’s only what you make of it
Yeah, it’s only what you make of it
Yeah, it’s only what you make of it
And you make it so hard on yourself
You go looking for the darker side of anything
You know you’re gonna find it •
You can hold on to it till it takes you under
Or you can let it go
No it ain’t all your fault
No it isn’t right
It ain’t always fair
But it’s only what you make of it
Yeah, it’s only what you make of it
Yeah, it’s only what you make of it
And you make it so hard on yourself

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