Текст The Rocket Summer – Get Over It

Was it mistakes?
Was it fate?
What does it take to move on from this?

Because my head is taking trips

My heart’s a broken record and
skipping repeatedly saying this,
«Get over it.»

You can fact check, beat a dead horse
and dig deeper and down

And then you look up, you’ve seen enough
but you find you’re stuck deep in the ground

I was wrongfully treated indeed… or was it me?
I try to make sense of this so I can

Get over it
I gotta get, oh, I gotta get over it… over it

I should dwell somewhere else
Yes I should dwell somewhere else on beautiful things

Get over it
I gotta get, oh, I gotta get over it… over it

Was it mistakes?
Was it fate?
What does it take to move on from this?

Get over it
I gotta get, oh, I gotta get over it… over it

Stop thinking, stop sinking, stop digging and get over it

I gotta get, oh, I gotta get over it… over it