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  1. Glass

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Vocals, Guitar: Socorra
Bass: Brian Hart
Drums: Jeff Wheeler
Piano: Katie Day

Recorded and Mixed at Hyde Street Studio C in San Francisco by Scott McDowell
Mastered by Jonathan Kirchner

(c) 2016 Socorra Camposanto

Lyrics

Glass


Verse 1:
My mama, she raised me good
Did all a good mama could
So my heart grew strong
And my temperament stubborn
So I could be the last survivor

Said girl grow up and be strong
Cause the man’s gonna try to tell you, you’re wrong
And they’ll cut your legs if they think they can
They’ll cut your legs another penny in their can

Pre-chorus:
But don’t you lose sight

Chorus:
Cause all they want are your pretty eyes
No words, just compromise
The glass feels so far out of reach
But it’s gonna break, it’s gonna crack, it’s gonna shatter
When it sees me

Verse 2:
My mama she raised me good
Did all a good mama should
Said girl put your foot down and be heard
Cause the quicksand is waiting for you, little bird

And the road to the top, ain’t all that pretty
It’s dusty, it’s windy and it gets gritty
And they’ll cut your legs if they think they can
They’ll cut your legs another penny in their can

Pre-chorus

Chorus