S.O.S

Lyrics

[Intro] (over) (lullaby) [Chorus] Go to sleep, like a lullaby I'ma fuckin' smoke 'til I see the sky Headache sippin', yeah, go text me later I don't fucking care, yeah, you just go take her Still, I got [?] to you She doesn't [?] I got lots of voices and they are sickening And this fucking nicotine is tripping me [Verse] Fuck it, yeah, I'm bleeding out [?] My [?] they asking about my life Beat around the bush and tell them that I'm fucking fine Breaking down [?] Fly to her and tell her that I'm not fine Higher, higher I'ma call you later Just doing, yeah, this favor Why you telling fakes? Take carе, then later (Maybe it's bеcause you can't be in your own skin) [Chorus] Go to sleep, like a lullaby I'ma fuckin' smoke 'til I see the sky Headache sippin', yeah, go text me later I don't fucking care, yeah, you just go take her Still, I got [?] to you She doesn't [?] I got lots of voices and they are sickening And this fucking nicotine is tripping me [Outro] I'ma call you later Alcohol hasn't made my stomach seem right I'ma call you later Still, I got [?] to you Still, I got [?] to you