Touch ft. Carla Coyne by Kickneon Lyrics
[Chrous: Carla Coyne]
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your
[Verse One: kickneon]
I been getting kinda faded lately
At the point I remember most nights but it’s kinda hazy
And I remember your face vaguely
But clearly you’re my type
You’re somewhat crazy
But my sorta lady
You know I say it plainly
Let’s skip all the childish stuff
Yeah, you got me but lets leave out the cuffs and I’m all for it
There’s a tension I’m ready to explore it
If you feel the same way I don’t plan to lead you on or astray
But it don’t gotta be today, you just gotta say and I’ll close the door on my way
And if you ever wanna try again, you got my number
Even if it’s just a thought you ever wonder
Whether it’s the peak of summer or whether it’s weather where you need a jumper
We can go to some place where there ain’t no others
[Verse Two: kickneon]
Listen
Fuck all the money and the clout
I’m not here for that
I just wanna chill and make songs sitting in my flat
Then play them to a crowded room full of people and maybe make an online trend like black beatles did
I don’t have any but I wanna feed my kid off this music I’m making
8:30 AM I’m sat meditating thinking about the moment
And my body is always aching, but we move I guess
Take out, I gotta buy way less
You wanna diss my craft
Well, be my guest
Because unless it’s constructive it’s just white noise to me
‘Casue I’m chasing my dreams like you long to be
[Chorus: Carla Coyne]
Feeling all this pressure lately
Maybe I do need you
Missing all communication
Text me if you want to
Been working on myself, ohh
And getting in touch with the beyond
I meditate upon this love
I meditate upon this love
I, I, I
Meditate upon this love
I’m really missing your touch
I, yeah
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
[Verse Three: kickneon]
I need a eased mind
Oh darling, won’t you ease mine
‘Casue I’ve been missing all the stop signs
Sidelined like I never paid a penny
No premature celebrations yeah I’ll save the confetti for another day
But give me half the chance to run away
Let’s say two weeks from Sunday and I’m gone
You won’t see me where I’ve been and where I’m from
But it’s safe to say I won’t stay away far too long
‘Cause I got stuff to do
I’ll start by tying the laces on my shoes walking out the door
Blazing a trail like its twenty past four
Maybe fill out some pages on my passport
Or do anything you asked for
I can make love and you my latest greatest art form
Low risk
High reward
With no time to waste
And I don’t wanna wait until it’s too late
[Chrous: Carla Coyne and kickneon]
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
Really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m...
(meditate)
So, what’s it gonna be now
(meditate upon this love, I meditate)
I could never have seen how
(meditate upon this love, meditate)
Just how much I’m missing your touch
(meditate upon this love, I meditate)
I could never seem to get enough, no
(meditate, meditate upon this love, I meditate)
No I never, I never seem to get enough
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your
[Verse One: kickneon]
I been getting kinda faded lately
At the point I remember most nights but it’s kinda hazy
And I remember your face vaguely
But clearly you’re my type
You’re somewhat crazy
But my sorta lady
You know I say it plainly
Let’s skip all the childish stuff
Yeah, you got me but lets leave out the cuffs and I’m all for it
There’s a tension I’m ready to explore it
If you feel the same way I don’t plan to lead you on or astray
But it don’t gotta be today, you just gotta say and I’ll close the door on my way
And if you ever wanna try again, you got my number
Even if it’s just a thought you ever wonder
Whether it’s the peak of summer or whether it’s weather where you need a jumper
We can go to some place where there ain’t no others
[Verse Two: kickneon]
Listen
Fuck all the money and the clout
I’m not here for that
I just wanna chill and make songs sitting in my flat
Then play them to a crowded room full of people and maybe make an online trend like black beatles did
I don’t have any but I wanna feed my kid off this music I’m making
8:30 AM I’m sat meditating thinking about the moment
And my body is always aching, but we move I guess
Take out, I gotta buy way less
You wanna diss my craft
Well, be my guest
Because unless it’s constructive it’s just white noise to me
‘Casue I’m chasing my dreams like you long to be
[Chorus: Carla Coyne]
Feeling all this pressure lately
Maybe I do need you
Missing all communication
Text me if you want to
Been working on myself, ohh
And getting in touch with the beyond
I meditate upon this love
I meditate upon this love
I, I, I
Meditate upon this love
I’m really missing your touch
I, yeah
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
[Verse Three: kickneon]
I need a eased mind
Oh darling, won’t you ease mine
‘Casue I’ve been missing all the stop signs
Sidelined like I never paid a penny
No premature celebrations yeah I’ll save the confetti for another day
But give me half the chance to run away
Let’s say two weeks from Sunday and I’m gone
You won’t see me where I’ve been and where I’m from
But it’s safe to say I won’t stay away far too long
‘Cause I got stuff to do
I’ll start by tying the laces on my shoes walking out the door
Blazing a trail like its twenty past four
Maybe fill out some pages on my passport
Or do anything you asked for
I can make love and you my latest greatest art form
Low risk
High reward
With no time to waste
And I don’t wanna wait until it’s too late
[Chrous: Carla Coyne and kickneon]
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
Really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m really missing your touch
I’m...
(meditate)
So, what’s it gonna be now
(meditate upon this love, I meditate)
I could never have seen how
(meditate upon this love, meditate)
Just how much I’m missing your touch
(meditate upon this love, I meditate)
I could never seem to get enough, no
(meditate, meditate upon this love, I meditate)
No I never, I never seem to get enough