S.o.s. Lyrics

Help me get out of here

I need to get out of here

Out of the night

S.O.S.

I need a volunteer

Who knows the way out of here

Towards the light

Where there's no recognition

No chance to save the day

No fruits from your ambition

No way to have your say

The grass is always greener

Words to explain away

On this side of this fence

The best you'll ever get is hay

Where there's an institution

They call democracy

But to your own conclusion

It's just hypocrisy

Subtle is exclusion

If based on your ID

I'm tired of this illusion

I want another world to see