[Verse]
One sock sittin’, corner of the bed,
The other gone missin’, like it fled.
Tumble in the dryer, it’s a hungry beast,
Swallowin’ fabric like a midnight feast.
[Verse 2]
The laundry devil whispers in the spin,
Takes your cotton soul, leaves you in sin.
Elastic spirits dancin’ in the vent,
Holes in my heart, where the socks went.
[Chorus]
Where do all the socks go? It’s a mystery deep,
Lost in the void where the shadows creep.
Cuffed and toe-less, they vanish in the night,
Gone without a trace, into the dryer’s bite.
[Bridge]
Some say it’s a portal, a parallel weave,
A world full of singles, left there to grieve.
Others claim a goblin, sock thief in the gloom,
Creepin’ through the wires from laundry room tomb.
[Verse 3]
Grandma’s knit treasures, orphaned and ripped,
Bootleggers trading one-stripes for a crypt.
You’re left with the loner, it won’t fold in pair,
The other’s in hiding or just vanished in air.
[Chorus]
Where do all the socks go? It’s a perilous flight,
Tied up in a journey that defies all light.
Soft little soldiers, lost to the abyss,
Gone with a tumble, slipped outta your grip.