I DON'T WANT TO BE HELD
Writes about sex, drugs and grief with the same flat honesty and refuses to make any of it prettier
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- A minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.46
- vocal at
- 5.4s
- length
- 1:58
- language
- En
lyrics
(don't hold me) Everybody keeps trying to hug me since the funeral Soft hands, sad eyes, that fucking voice people use And I don't want to be held, I want to be pinned down I want somebody to make me stop thinking for eleven minutes And I know exactly how that sounds And every woman I know has understood it immediately And every man I've explained it to has looked frightened I don't want to be held, don't want to be held Don't be gentle with me, I've had gentle all week I don't want to be held, don't want to be held Grief is not delicate and neither the fuck am I He was kind about it after and I couldn't look at him Kind is what everybody's been. Kind is the whole problem. I don't want to be held, don't want to be held Don't be gentle with me, I've had gentle all week I don't want to be held, don't want to be held Grief is not delicate and neither the fuck am I She'd have laughed at this song. That's the only reason I wrote it.
