S.O.S. (Anything But Love)

S.O.S. (Anything But Love)
Bound to your side
And trapped in silence
Just a possession
Is this sex our only violence
That feeds your obsession
You send me to a broken state
Where I can't take the pain just long enough
Then I am numb
Then I just disappear

So go on and f*** me
Go and scare me to death
Tell me I asked for it
Tell me I'll never forget
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love
Does it feel good tonight
Hurt me with nothing
Some sort of sick satisfaction you get from my fuc***
Oh stripped down to my naked core
The darkest corners of my mind are yours
That's where you live
That's where you breathe
So go on and f*** me
Go on and scare me to death
Tell me to leave you
Tell me I'll never forget
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love
Without anything
Without any light
Can't tell me to live
Can't tell me to lie
Inside I am pinned
So go on and f*** me
Go on and scare me to death
I'll be your victim
You'll be the voice in my head
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love
En esta poderosa canción de Apocalyptica, titulada 'S.O.S. (Anything But Love)', se exploran las profundidades de una relación tóxica y emocionalmente abusiva. La letra evoca una sensación de estar atrapado en el silencio, siendo tratado como una posesión, donde el sexo se convierte en la única forma de violencia que alimenta la obsesión del otro...