Distraction - GRANT, Nevve

I’m counting lights in the night just to keep me awake

I’m chasing ghosts in the dark till the dawn finally breaks

Drunk dialing your number like I used to do

Then hang up before I get through

'Cause I know, yeah I know, it would be a mistake

And I need a serious distraction

To keep me, keep me from coming back to you

A distraction, a distraction

To keep me from coming back

A distraction, a distraction

To keep me from coming back

I’m giving myself to people that I’ll never see

Won’t let them get to my heart, I just take what I need

I miss the rush of danger, things that only you do

Your skin, your flavor is a special kind of voodoo

And I need a serious distraction

To keep me, keep me from coming back to you

A distraction, a distraction

To keep me from coming back

A distraction, a distraction

To keep me from coming back