ROCKET FROM THE CRYPT LYRICS

"S.O.S."

This is not the call of the wild
From when I laid it down on the line
This is not a loan, this is not for sale
When I laid my head on the pillow
S.O.S., S.O.S.

Before reasoning, a cure for doubt began
But my bad leg and broken parts
Settle in
S.O.S. my head on the pillow

Back me up to find my problem
Cover tracks so no one can follow
This is not a flare, this is not a candle
When I throw myself out the window
S.O.S., S.O.S.

Before reasoning, a cure for doubt began
But my bad leg and broken parts
Settle in
S.O.S. my head on the pillow

Thanks to Alex for these lyrics

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