Grant, Nevve - Distraction

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