| S.O.S. |
| going up in the sky
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| We’ve got a rescue boys are you ready to die
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| Oh what you wanna live forever
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| Well I guess it depends
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| I’m gonna live my life like it’s never gonna end
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| I gotta fool my heart into thinking it’s real
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| I wanna feel real love like it’s made outta steel
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| And if the archangel ain’t watchin' tonight
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| You better brace yourself for a hell of a fight
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| And I know I’ve gotta tell it to ya…
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| I knew I loved you when I died on the stage
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| I know I have to find a better ink than blood on the page
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| And if the clockwork in my chest can keep me safely from sleep
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| I’ll keep the starlight on my starboard through the night
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| I’ll pray to steal my soul to keep
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| Oh it’s like I’ve never loved before
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| We lost control over the ocean and we struggled to shore
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| I’ve gotta know as I cried mayday down to sea
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| Issue an S.O.S. |
| to angels are you coming for me
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| I’ve gotta know…
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| I knew I loved you when I died on the stage
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| I know I have to find a better ink than blood on the page
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| And if the clockwork in my chest can keep me safely from sleep
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| I’ll keep the starlight on my starboard through the night
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| I’ll pray to steal my soul…
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| I knew I loved you when I died on the stage
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| I know I have to find a better ink than blood on the page
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| And if the clockwork in my chest keep me safely from sleep
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| I’ll keep the starlight on my starboard through the night
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| I’ll pray to steal my soul to keep |