Touch
Gina Young Lyrics

you breathe like asthma
Your breath is labored and difficult, like someone with asthma

you always do
This is a persistent issue with your breathing

i don't believe god
I do not subscribe to the existence of a higher power

i believe in you
I have faith in you as an individual

so why, why's it gotta be like
I am confused by this situation and wonder why it has to be like this

everywhere you're standing
Wherever you are located

everywhere you're stand is
The ground beneath you

hollowed ground
It feels empty and lacking beneath your feet

how'd you get so high?
How did you rise to this level of importance?

was it by dragging me down
Did you only rise by bringing me down?

dragging me down
Bringing me down to your level

one shoe off and one shoe on, she's gone, she's gone
This person has left, possibly hastily or unexpectedly

one shoe off and one shoe on, she's gone, she's gone
They have disappeared leaving only one shoe behind as evidence of their departure

and she says touch me quick
This person is seeking physical touch in the moment

i won't be in this body for long
They believe that they will not be in their current physical form for much longer

we cling so tightly to things i can't believe
We attach ourselves so strongly to objects or ideas, that it is hard to comprehend

we're all still riding your machine
We continue to be a part of and support something you are in charge of or created

so you found roses in the ocean, roses in the ocean
Perhaps you found something beautiful where it was not expected

do you think that makes you holy shit?
Is this discovery really a miraculous event that makes you highly revered?

if that's a miracle, and if you're a saint
If this discovery is considered truly miraculous and you are held in high regard

i tell you god's not that great
I disagree and do not believe that a higher power is so highly revered

sleep with the goddamn fishies again
Go back to a place of danger or discomfort with negative connotations

sleep with the goddamn fishies again
A flippant comment on returning to the dangerous location

small hands can still shatter glass
Even someone who appears non-threatening can cause damage

or write my name with a knife
Even small or mundane tools can be used as weapons

we traded pleasure for pain
We exchanged enjoyment or happiness for negative experiences

you traded me for a religiously violent life
This person left a peaceful life with me to pursue a violent, zealous lifestyle

we won't be in these bodies for long
Similar to earlier, we acknowledge our short existence in our current physical form