King Trashmouth - Delete Your Socials Lyrics

The air is dead tonight
Just the way it should be
The stars have gone awry
We put them all to sleep
I made a break for it
You caught me just in time
You chewed off all my limbs
You were a friend of mine

"Listen: there was a goat's head hanging by ropes in a tree"

And I could freeze to death
Inside this cold, dark room
I wouldn't make a sound
I wouldn't get to you
And I've tried all of it
Everything known to man
Didn't prepare for this
Winter wasn't my plan

"The head called to the body. The body to the head"

And I, I wanna hurt you so bad
I wanna get inside your mind
Take everything you've ever had, and
I wanna make it mine

You called my phone for the last time
Today, sorry that you lied
Tell me, have you ate today?
I'll serve it, silver plate

"There would be a whistle, a hum, a high murmur, and, at last, a song
The low song a lost boy sings remembering his mother's call
Not a cruel song, no, no, not cruel at all. This song
Is sweet. It is sweet. The heart dies of this sweetness"

The heart dies of this sweetness
The heart dies of this sweetness
The heart dies of this sweetness