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Naked Without Touch
Pop
Naked Without Touch was released on February 28, 2026 by Dvpper Digital as a part of the album Naked Without Touch - Single
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Release DateFebruary 28, 2026
LabelDvpper Digital
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amara
Amara
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CHAMA MAPULANGA
CHAMA MAPULANGA
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CHAMA MAPULANGA
CHAMA MAPULANGA
Producer

Lyrics

You see right through me…
Without a single hand laid on my skin.
You unravel me with silence,
You undress my guard with one look.
You don’t have to trace my body,
You read me deeper than any book.
Every secret I swore I’d bury,
You hold it like a fragile flame.
I never knew love could strip me
Without calling out my name.
You don’t even touch me,
And I still come undone.
No hands, no heat,
Just the weight of your eyes.
How do you make me
Feel this alive?
I’m naked without touch,
You see the parts I hide too much.
You trace the edges of my soul
Like your fingers know where I broke.
You don’t have to take my clothes
You take my walls,
You take control.
I’m naked… Without touch.
You memorize the tremble in my voice,
The stories I don't dare to say.
You kiss me with understanding,
Not lips, just the things you pray.
Every word you speak is warm,
Every breath you take is close.
You strip me of the fear I formed
Before I even know.
You don’t need to touch me,
To feel like you’re under my skin.
No hands, no heat,
Just the weight of your eyes.
How do you make me
Feel this alive?
I’m naked without touch,
You see the parts I hide too much.
You trace the edges of my soul
Like your fingers know where I broke.
You don’t have to take my clothes
You take my walls,
You take control.
I’m naked… Without touch.
Your voice on my skin…
Feels like hands on my hips.
Your breath on my neck…
Feels like holy worship.
How do you do that?
How do you do that…
From across the room?
I’m naked without touch,
You see the parts I hide too much.
You don’t need to chase my breath,
You already live inside my chest.
You don’t have to take my clothes
You take my walls,
You take control.
I’m naked…
Without touch.
Maybe that’s what real intimacy is…
Being seen
Without being held.
Written by: CHAMA MAPULANGA
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