“BURN THE LOCKER ROOM”

VERSE 1 Hallway reeks of smoke and cheap perfume Bootprints on the lockers, chaos in bloom Teacher’s yelling something, I’m already gone Sneaking out the back door, middle finger on PRE‑CHORUS Got a busted amp and a half‑dead fuse Riff hits thick like a basement bruise Tape hiss rising like a warning sign Roxxie’s here — step outta the line CHORUS Burn the locker room, tear the ceiling down Kick the doors open, shake this dead‑end town Snarl on my tongue, steel in my veins I’m the girl with the spikes who never behaves VERSE 2 Skateboard scars and a ripped black tee Graffiti on the walls spelling “LET ME BE” Bass fuzz roaring like a runaway train Drums hit sloppy but they still bring pain PRE‑CHORUS Got a riff so dirty it could start a fight Mohawk sharp like a neon light Crowd’s too close, but that’s the thrill Roxxie screams — and time stands still CHORUS Burn the locker room, tear the ceiling down Kick the doors open, shake this dead‑end town Snarl on my tongue, steel in my veins I’m the girl with the spikes who never behaves BRIDGE (MYTHIC / GARAGE‑CHAOTIC) Feedback howls like a wolf in heat Fuzz riff stomps with a broken beat Tape‑warped ghosts in the basement air Roxxie laughs — “try me, I dare” OUTRO (HARD STOP) Loose hi‑hat rattles, bass growls low One last scream — then everything goes