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S.O.S.
S.O.S., S.O.S., S.O.S., S.O.S.,
Out there people speak of happiness
And somewhere there’s someone in love,
I know I am not the same as the rest,
No ground beneath and no God above,
No ground beneath and no God above.
(Chorus)
S.O.S. (x4)
They’ve come and taken my home away,
From the condemned cell comes the cry,
Oh, god, I’ll never see another day,
I don’t wanna die, I don’t wanna die,
I don’t wanna die, I don’t wanna die.
(Chorus)
S.O.S.
S.O.S.
S.O.S. (I can’t go on)
S.O.S. (It’s been too long)
The pain is more than I can stand,
All I can do is wait, and wait,
All I can move is my dying hand,
And a second more, it’ll be too late,
And a second more, it’ll be too late.
(Chorus, Rpt)
S.O.S.
S.O.S. (I’m fading fast)
S.O.S. (I know I can’t last)
S.O.S. (I can’t go on)
S.O.S. (It’s been too long)
(Fade out to the sound of the Morse Code for S.O.S. – dot-dot-dot, dash-dash-dash, dot-dot-dot)
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