Lyrics Message Not Delivered - Headhaunter

Yeah, remember uhh, remember way back when (way back)
When we were good and everything was fine
(And we'd talk all the time) way back

When we'd message every day and know to truly connect
But I used to duck for cover when you'd shoot me a text
You choose a name safety, it didn't matter who it said
Gunpowder residue, I found your finger after you hit send
On a secure line, you madly tapped on all the keys
I was your primary target, you caps locked onto me, heat seeking
But couldn't bear to take some damage
Send a missile back and you'd deploy a flair for the dramatic

Then you'd leave me on read, appearing online with green dots
Played with friendly fire, hitting allies with screenshot's
Declassified sweet talk, they saw what we said
They wouldn't let it slide, I had to army crawl in DM's
I pulled the pin I always open my phone with
To see you lobbed something my way and hoped it exploded
Just know that type of shrapnel was a hull destroying hit
And the messenger was riddled with a bullet pointed list

Before it all collapsed, who knew a wall of text from you could hurt?
Knew the sentence long before I saw, the executioner
I got the block while that angry mob of desperate nerds
Couldn't wait to see that noose hanging on your every word
Huh, it formed a powerful stillness
I tried to connect the dots before the bouncing ellipsis
Had eclipsed this feeling with a different one to show me
The message you had sent was just a finger gun emoji

Although I never sent a text back
I felt phantom vibrations on my thigh
Desperate notification
Anxious to see your name pop up on that screen

A haunting ringtone melody, that's full of wrong note's
Plays on your ghosting ship, complete with skulls and crossbones
Not just me, who can hear all those mutineer's lost souls
Groan as you unlock your phone with a nuclear launch code
It felt like there were skilled, marksmen telling me to write a sentence
You were like a drill sergeant, yelling at a private message
It left tenants shell shocked as your lightning bolts flanked
With a major upset as you tried to pull rank, yeah

You'd treat your cellphone like a Ouija Board
To scream at friends so dead to you
They're ghosts that you've seen before
In treaties of war, you'd insist on the worst deals
It's not a contacts app, it's a list of confirmed kills
It's a mushroom cloud that followed every message you sent with
A violent shockwave that buried several friendships you've ended
I'm in the wrong grave and there's a fresh hell waiting
Wading in a sea of "read" receipts and spent shell casings

I debated retaliating with a blitz I'd send you later
But I bypassed the timer and I clicked the detonator
I was expecting a response, so I never crossed a finger
And I got three words, "Message not delivered"