Testo: New Amsterdams (The). Killed Or Cured. Just So Over You.

I'm just so over you,
I'm just so over you
I hope that you get to see
what you've done to me

What good does patience do?
Rewards aren't coming true
It doesn't seem worth the wait
for I'll gotten fate

I could not speak for you
but I think you feel it too
this instinct to hesitate
but then you make mistakes

And I'll see things clearly when
madness starts happening
is this the end in sight?
at least I changed my mind.

It's nothing personal
It's nothing personal
It's just my time and place
to make my mistake