[Intro]
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
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[Verse 1]
Why am I wasting all of this energy?
Just relearning what's elementary
I wanna staple this into my memory this time
We're on the same side, I'm not your enemy
"You gotta be better," that's what you said to me
We can't just keep on pretending that everything's alright
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, stop, wait a minute
I know I need to start listening
And stop, wait a minute
Or say goodbye
[Chorus]
I wanna get over it
And not pull the same old shit
But I've got a way of getting in my way
I wanna get over it
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
[Verse 2]
I'm never present with you and I need to be
It's like a struggle to tune in your frequency
I'm trying to learn to give up my need to be right
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, stop, wait a minute
I know I need to start listening
And stop, wait a minute
Or say goodbye
[Chorus]
Wanna get over it
And not pull the same old shit
But I've got a way of getting in my way
I wanna get over it
(Get over it)
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
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[Bridge]
Stop, wait a minute
I'm gonna fuck it up again
I'm gonna fuck it up again
I'm gonna take the line and deep dive
Yeah, I'm gonna fuck it up again
I'm gonna fuck it up again
I'm gonna fuck it up again
I'm gonna take the line and deep dive
I'm gonna fuck it up again
[Chorus]
I wanna get over it
And not pull the same old shit
But I've got a way of getting in my way
I wanna get over it
(Get over it)
I wanna get over it
And not pull the same old shit
But I've got a way of getting in my way
I wanna get over it
(Get over it)
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
S.O.S was written by Kevin Griffin & Chaz Cardigan.
S.O.S was produced by Jamie Lidell & Chaz Cardigan.
Chaz Cardigan released S.O.S on Thu Apr 30 2020.
Speaking to American Songwriter in April 2020, Cardigan said:
“S.O.S” is all about trying to break out of a cycle. For a lot of my life, my identity has been tied directly to my output, how productive I am, or looking productive to other people—my drug of choice.