Lyrics Over It - Imani Coppola

Over It

My nerve endings
Need some ending
Doomsday’s impending
I keep pretending
I’m cool, I’m cool, I’m not
I guess I missed the bus
To get to that school
Where they teach you what’s hot
What the Hell?
Gonna go home to my prison cell
Don’t bother ringin' my bell
I’m not typically impressed
Philosophically depressed
I don’t bother gettin' dressed no more
I’m so over it
I’m over it, over it, over it, over it
If you’re tired of hearing me talk about it
Oh well, deal with it
I live in New York City
Someone’s always right where I wanna be
I live in New York City
Someone’s always one step ahead of me
And I’m over it, over it, over it, over it
If you’re tired of hearing me talkin' about it
Oh well, deal with it
You used to be my box of crayons
You used to color me in
I used to wear your rainbows
Like they were goin' out of fashion
I was into it, into it
Thought I could never quit
It was as if someone flipped a switch
And suddenly I was over it
I’m over it, over it, over it, over it
If you’re tired of hearing me talk about it
Oh well, deal with it
I live in New York City
Someone’s always right where I wanna be
I live in New York City
Someone’s always one step ahead of me
And I’m over it, over it, over it, over it
If you’re tired of hearing me talkin' about it
Oh well, deal with it
Somewhere over the Empire State building
I’ll cross over the Brooklyn bridge
'Cause I’m over it
'Cause I’m over it
Over it
Over it
'Cause I’m over it
'Cause I’m over it
I live in New York City
Someone’s always right where I wanna be
I live in New York City
Someone’s always one step ahead of me
And I’m over it, over it, over it, over it
If you’re tired of hearing me talkin' about it
Oh well, deal with it