SOS

Woke up all alone
Had a sick dream
I feel like driving home
Going 60
SOS cause I know that in the minute
Ain't gotta be quick, I'm just tryna live it

(Yeah)
Paradise, don't wanna be there
This paradox, I don't believe it
These plastic nights, don't wanna be there
All this time, I don't need weekends
Feels like I'm going round and round and round
A rollercoaster ride in a roundabout
(911, I'm calling 911, 911, I'm calling 911 yeah)

Woke up all alone
Had a sick dream
I feel like driving home
Going 60
SOS cause I know that in the minute
Ain't gotta be quick, I'm just tryna live it

(Yeah I just wanna live it, yeah I'm just tryna live it)

Where do we go now
Talking on the phone
Wanna see the world upside down oh
I'm not a fool, I'm not a clown
In a taxi where we couldn't run
Trick of the light
A maze for the time
And you have been praying to Christ
And you have committed to love and can not decide
My feeling is hard to hide
Where do we begin
Where should we apply

Woke up all alone
Had a sick dream
I feel like driving home
Going 60
SOS cause I know that in the minute
Ain't gotta be quick, I'm just tryna live it

Woke up all alone
Had a sick dream
I feel like driving home
Going 60
SOS cause I know that in the minute
Ain't gotta be quick, I'm just tryna live it



Credits
Writer(s): Mads Skov Hansen, Toke Lynggaard Larsen, Frederik Bak, Gregers Moller Jensen, Jens Moller Jensen, Soren Bastrup Bojsen, Mathias Boettern
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