Glass Heart, Golden Hands

[Verse 1]
Wake up, stare at the ceiling
Same face, but I don’t recognize her
Pull on my hoodie like armor
Laugh in the mirror so nobody’s wiser
Scroll past pictures of who I was
Smaller waist, bigger smile, fake trust
Everybody sayin’ “you still look fine”
I bite my tongue, say “thanks,” and lie
[Chorus]
I got a glass heart, golden hands
Tryna hold myself together any way I can
You see the brave face, don’t see the storm
I’m tryna learn to love this shape I’m in again
(yeah, again, again)
You keep your arm ’round all my doubt
Say I’m worthy while I’m tryin’ to figure it out
I hate the way I am, but I’m tryna pretend
Till I can really love myself again
[Verse 2]
You catch me tugging at my shirt
Eyes drop every time that I stand
You tell me “baby, that’s your story
Written soft across the back of your hands”
You kiss the parts I always hide
Stretch marks, soft sides, dark nights
Say “every line’s a map you survived”
And I wanna believe you so bad it bites
[Chorus]
I got a glass heart, golden hands
Tryna hold myself together any way I can
You see the brave face, don’t see the storm
I’m tryna learn to love this shape I’m in again
(oh, again, again)
You keep your arm ’round all my doubt
Say I’m worthy while I’m tryna figure it out
I hate the way I am, but I’m tryna pretend
Till I can really love myself again
[Bridge]
One day I’ll walk in a room
And not scan for every flaw first (yeah)
One day I’ll talk to myself
Like I’d talk to my best friend, not the worst
’Til then, I lean on you
While I practice being kind inside my head
You see the light under all this lead
You say “you’re already enough,” I say it back instead (uh)
[Chorus]
I got a glass heart, golden hands
Tryna hold myself together any way I can
You see the brave face, don’t see the storm
I’m tryna learn to love this shape I’m in again
(again, again)
You keep your arm ’round all my doubt
Say I’m worthy while I’m tryna figure it out
I hate the way I am, but I’m tryna transcend
Till I can really love myself again

rap, Intimate boom-bap hip hop, dusty drums and warm Rhodes piano with subtle vinyl crackle; verses sit in a close, confessional pocket, female vocals alternating soft rap and melodic phrases. Choruses bloom with stacked harmonies and a simple, hypnotic hook; bass stays round and supportive. Occasional filtered drops to highlight key lines, then beat slams back in for emotional lift., hip hop