Vian Izak
Hold Me
When you hold me, when you hold me down
I feel something fix me to the ground
Like a dancer I turn, held in place by your words
All the lights are on me, spinning, dizzy I can’t breathe

Oh when you hold me, Oh when you hold me down

I feel pretty, oh I feel pretty sad
I can’t shake it, the expectation
How can I want to be something I don’t believe?
I am starting to see I am worth more than you think

Oh when you hold me, Oh when you hold me down