S.O.S

[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 care, then later
(Maybe it's because 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