🎵 “Locker-Room Lore” 🎵 (Garage-punk, 160 BPM, snare like slammed lockers) [Verse 1] Sweat still dripping, jersey stuck to my back Echos off the metal doors—whispers stack Locker 42’s got my name, scratched in black But the gossip’s louder than the kick drum’s crack [Pre-Chorus] Deodorant clouds, cheap perfume wars “Did you see her shoes?”—knives behind the doors [Chorus] Locker-room lore—every slam is a shout Rumors ricochet, truth’s knocking out I smell jealousy, it’s stronger than bleach I’m the headline they can’t reach [Verse 2] Mirror fogged, but the stares are clear One wet footprint, one dried tear They measure me in whispers, I measure in years I’m the rumor they love to fear [Bridge – whispered over single drumstick taps] I keep my secrets in my boots— they keep their doubts in their roots [Final Chorus] Locker-room lore—every slam is a shout Rumors ricochet, truth’s knocking out I smell jealousy, it’s stronger than bleach I’m the headline they can’t reach
