Locker Gospel from Soft Reboot by Bleakly

A low hum begins, like a phone left vibrating on a cafeteria table. First impressions suggest a quiet dread, a sort of whispered "prayer" for visibility in hallways where cracked screens act as cold chapels. This track attempts to paint an aural landscape of that daily ache, the almost imperceptible tension of feeling overlooked, with chords that linger like held breath. Drenched guitars and a left-panned synth create a hazy atmosphere, while shy drum-machine taps mimic a timid heartbeat. A whispered "one two three four" from a phone memo cuts through, an unsettling metronome sampled right from our messy reality, hinting at a later awakening. It’s a move from numb scrolling to a faint, trembling flicker of self-worth, where the body's own rhythm fights against algorithmic pulls. The story here isn't grand, just the small, insistent hope of making your own pulse matter when the world tries to tune it out.

Our tape-hiss lullabies for empty hallways and after-school breakdowns. Three sleep-deprived voices blurring into bedroom reverb and guitar fuzz. We're the soundtrack to your 3AM spiral texts and unwashed hoodies.