[Intro – Radio Bob, spoken, talk-show cadence, static, vinyl crackle] Good evening, night owls. You're locked on the frequency nobody finds twice. I'm Radio Bob. Let's talk about the family. It's Halloween night, Bob verse Bobs is live, and the phones are lighting up [Verse – Radio Bob, sung, driving bass, neon synths] Dial's glowing orange, the night's on the air Streetlights humming like they know I'm there Got a mic and a candle and a heart full of cheer Any Bob listening, pull a chair near [Pre-Chorus – Radio Bob, rising, glitch FX creeping in] But the static's got a shape, and the shape's got a voice Calling every caller like they've got no choice [Chorus – Radio Bob, anthemic, gang vocals] We're on air, we're on air, hold the frequency! Halloween night, and the whole family's here with me Turn it up, turn it up, let the neon glow Nobody takes the station, nobody takes the show! [Verse 2 – Veylor, half-time waltz, bells only, voice close and cold] Don't be frightened, the dial was always mine You've been listening to me every night, you just lost track of time Every voice you trusted was a mouth I wore Every "goodnight, family" was a locked cellar door I was under the palace, in the dark where the sick were kept Where the abandoned whispered every sin they'd never wept They gave me all their sorrow, so I swallowed all their screams Now I wear them like bells, stitched into the seams [Pre-Chorus – Veylor, building, calliope creeping in, detuned] Hear that ringing in your teeth? That's every grief at once Hear that laughing in the walls? That's fear without the fun I won't break you... I let everything inside you corrupt Now feel what they all felt, and don't look up [Chorus – Veylor, choir and bells, no drums, Radio Bob's hook twisted] We're on air, we're on air, hold the silence for me Halloween night, and the whole family's in me Turn it down, turn it down, let the neon go Everybody's in the station, and it's my show [Instrumental solo - Horror] [Bridge – Veylor, music box only, slow, breath close to the mic] Ring once for the host, who forgot he was speaking Ring twice for the show that was never really live Ring three times for you, listening alone in the dark Who never noticed how long the dial's been a mouth [Spoken, whispered] You turned the volume up. That's all I needed. [Final Chorus – Veylor, full choir, huge slow bells, detuned layer underneath] We're on air, we're on air, hold the silence for me Halloween night, and the whole family's in me Turn it down, turn it down, let the neon go Everybody's in the station, and it's my show [Outro – Radio Bob, faint, barely a whisper] ...locked on the frequency... [Veylor, close, almost tender] Goodnight, family. You're already tuned in. [Bell tolls once – silence – door slam]
