Found myself in some haunted place
Nowhere to go, blood on my face
Pushed to the ground, stabbed in the back
Had no other choice but to start an attack
Fought for my life and it was a close sahave
But I stood my ground, now I spit on your grave
Let's move on and search for other deadly foes
'Cause in the end that's the way life goes

I'm over it, yes, I'm over it
I'm over every little single bit
I'm over it, yes, I'm over it
I'm over everything you did

Standing your ground fits you well
Now I'm in convenience to leave my shell
So poor I am, so poor I speak
Please, play with my patience, it's where I leak

I'm over it, yes, I'm over it
I'm over every little single bit
I'm over it, yes, I'm over it
I'm over everything you did