Margins (Outro) from Margins by Lockerboy

# Margins (Outro)

Pencil scratches and notebook paper flutters dance beneath the gentlest fingerplucked melody we've ever recorded, closing our chaotic journey with unexpected tenderness. The song unfolds like a quiet conversation with yourself after everyone's gone home from the party—when the gym lights dim and you're left alone with your thoughts and a half-empty composition book. We deliberately stripped everything back to bare essentials: just guitar, whispered vocals, and the actual sound of Jake doodling on paper as percussion.

Listen closely around 1:43 when all the musical fragments from earlier tracks whisper through in reverse, like echoes from lockers being closed down distant hallways. The lyrics collect all the scattered pieces of teenage identity—those awkward moments, stupid jokes, and fleeting crushes—and finally accept them as beautiful parts of the whole story. We recorded this in one continuous take, sitting cross-legged on Devin's basement floor at 3AM, the morning before finals.

This isn't just the album closer; it's the moment after taking off the mask you've been wearing all day. That peaceful exhale when you finally stop performing, scribble down who you really are, and realize that the messy margins might actually be the most honest part of your whole story. We dedicated it to Mr. Peterson, who never knew his confiscated notebooks would become our manifesto.

We're the misfits who turn detention slips into power chords. Our tunes? All awkward texts, hallway crushes, and Saturday night burnouts – raw and unfiltered like your locker journal. Grab your headphones and join our cafeteria rebellion.