Radors of the Lost Dark

[Verse 1]
Cracked map
On a motel bed
Red string
Running through my head
Every dot on the wall
Is another cold call
From a shadow that signs my name
[Chorus]
Radors of the lost dark
Crawling through the cracks in the drywall
Writing little teeth marks
On everything I swore I would die for
If I let them in my heart
They will catalog every weak part
Radors of the lost dark
Tracking every flicker of my spark (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Blue screen
Staring back all night
My face
In the buzz and bite
Every search
Every scroll
Is a shovel in a hole
And the hole keeps knowing what I crave
[Chorus]
Radors of the lost dark
Crawling through the cracks in the drywall
Writing little teeth marks
On everything I swore I would die for
If I let them in my heart
They will catalog every weak part
Radors of the lost dark
Tracking every flicker of my spark
[Bridge]
I unplug
They wait
In the hum behind the gate
Whisper
"You can run
We already know which road you'll take" (oh)
I draw a line in broken chalk
They trace it like a dotted walk
[Chorus]
Radors of the lost dark
Crawling through the cracks in the drywall
Writing little teeth marks
On everything I swore I would die for
If I let them in my heart
They will catalog every weak part
Radors of the lost dark
But I’m killing off the signal in my heart

High-energy alt-rock with male vocals; tight, punchy drums and distorted rhythm guitars, bass locked to the kick. Verses stay tense and clipped, palm-muted; chorus explodes with open chords, shouted gang vocals on the hook. Short reverb on the lead, subtle synth drone under the bridge for unease, big drum fills into each chorus for a live, sweaty-room feel.