SOS - JL

There’s no reason to hide

There’s nowhere you can run

You can yell as loud as you want

You can shoot off your flare

Good luck, nobody will call

There’s no one around here

SOS, scream at the top of your lungs

Sorry, but you’re too far gone

There’s no rest for the wicked, nor a blue-red siren

No one hears you down here

No one hears you down here

Everyone around here

Screaming 'til I strip my throat

Cracking like I missed thy note

Acting like I missed my boat

Think I wanna feel like this?

I don’t

Stuck up in the house, ain’t a roach to smoke

They say they coming through, but hit me with the okie-doke

And it is where I don’t belong, cold

I just sat in front of Pro Tools for 12 hours, I’m old

Don’t feel like touching the stove

Just mope around in my robe

Go stand in front of a map and stare at the fucking globe

Like I’m about to run out and none of them even know it

Was supposed to be out the trap, cherishing every moment

Boarders won’t let 'em through, niggas' just scared of COVID

Was looking at school when thinking 'bout re-enrollment

Instead it could be the day of atonement

Know you still running from it, I own it

There’s no reason to hide

There’s nowhere you can run

You can yell as loud as you want

You can shoot off your flare

Good luck, nobody will call

There’s no one around here

SOS, scream at the top of your lungs

Sorry, but you’re too far gone

There’s no rest for the wicked, nor a blue-red siren

No one hears you down here

No one hears you down here

Everyone around here

Lone wolf that is mistaken

Deserted, is unworthy and just stay blunt

The lack of an audience really gets strainin'

Got me tapping the microphone like «Is this thing on?»

Self-quarantine, I been quaran-taining

But these idol hands searching for some sort of entertainin'

I been isolated, what’s understood doesn’t need explaining

I concluded in solitude of mind that so many faking

Yellin' at a veil is embarrassing

Couldn’t fake the man, never ended well in the

Tell 'em I’m legit because they’re not even aware of it

Never comprehend, you too quick to make a comparison

Quit it, nigga, nobody’s willing to sympathize

Would you be better off the sooner you realize?

Ain’t no use in choosing sides

Word they say new highs

We need to remove the disguise

There’s no reason to hide

There’s nowhere you can run

You can yell as loud as you want

You can shoot off your flare

Good luck, nobody will call

There’s no one around here

SOS, scream at the top of your lungs

Sorry, but you’re too far gone

There’s no rest for the wicked, nor a blue-red siren

No one hears you down here

No one hears you down here

Everyone around here