S.O.S. Off With Their Heads

[Verse]
Yeah, you don't know struggle
Yeah, you don't know sorrow
You don't know what it's like
To have to watch somebody die

[Chorus]
So don't pretend to act like you know me
And pick apart a mind you don't understand
This book is long, descriptive and haunting
It's full of sentences you can't comprehend

[Verse]
Yeah, you don't know struggle
And you don't know sorrow
Yeah, you don't know what it's like
To watch somebody die

[Chorus]
So don't pretend to act like you know me
And pick apart a mind you don't understand
The book is long, descriptive and haunting
And full of sentences you can't comprehend
Comprehend, comprehend, comprehend, no

[Bridge]
So what's it like to have that comfort?
To know you'll always be covered?
To know someone will be there?
I've never had that comfort
Or the luxuries of being covered
So night after night after night after night after night after night