#Lyrics S.O.S-Good Charlotte

Is anybody listening?

Cause we don’t always feel like we are really being heard
Can they hear me when I call?
I’m shooting signals in the air
‘Cause I need somebody’s help

I say we because I think there are others who feel the same way I do. But I wasn’t always as closed off as I am now. I have needed help.
I can’t make it on my own
So I’m giving up myself

When no one would listen, I gave up on myself
Is anybody listening?
Listening

I’ve been stranded here and I’m miles away
Making signals hoping they’d save me
I lock myself inside these walls

Inside the walls of your mind. It is a very scary place.
‘Cause out there I’m always wrong

Why do I always feel wrong. Even when I am right
I don’t think I’m gonna make it
So while I’m sitting here
On the eve of my defeat
I’ll write this letter and hope it saves me

Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when I call?
Shooting signals in the air
‘Cause I need somebody’s help
I can’t make it on my own
So I’m giving up myself
Is anybody listening?
Listening

I’m stuck in my own head and I’m oceans away
Would anybody notice if I chose to stay?

does anyone notice when it gets really bad?
I’ll send an SOS tonight
Wonder if I will survive
How in the hell did I get so far away this time
So now I’m sitting here
The time of my departure’s near
I say a prayer
Please someone save me

Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when I call?
Shooting signals in the air
‘Cause I need somebody’s help
I can’t make it on my own
So I’m giving up myself
Is anybody listening?
Listening

I’m lost here
I can’t make it on my own
I don’t wanna die alone
I’m so scared
Drowning now
Reaching out
Holding on to everything I know
Crying out
Dying now
Need some help

This whole part sounds like they have dealt with depressions or anxiety. I feel like this is the common thoughts of anyone who has suffered.

Is anybody listening?
Can you hear me when I call?
Shooting signals in the air
I need somebody’s help
I can’t make it on my own
So I’m giving up myself
Is anybody listening?

I was in the 7th grade when this album came out. I was super stoked. I couldn’t wait to get it. And it came in two varieties. You either got the life version or the death. I wanted the death one so bad. I knew every song. I knew every lyric. I could sing them any time any where. It was the first album that really spoke about what I was going thru at the time. I think 7th grade is when everything really started snowballing in regards to my mental illness. I was picked on. I was a chubby kid, a fat adult. I didn’t like what everyone else liked. I knew what cutting was so when a friend started, I knew why she was wearing long clothes in the heat and why she was constantly going to the bathroom. I would climb under the stalls on blood covered floors to take away the razor. I would clean her up and walk her to the counselor. It was an interesting year. Then 8th grade it got worse.  S.O.S is like an anthem of anyone who is stuck in their head. who suffers from a mental illness.

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