Bastille - Admit Defeat

I know it's been a week
I know it's not been long
But I'm already past the point of no return
I've got you on a loop
I've got you in my head
A chemical reaction, a flashback to your bed

Waiting for your call
I can feel my body shaking
Calm before the storm
Let it take me, I embrace it

You stirred somethin' in me
I admit defeat
Won't be thinking 'bout
Anything at all tonight, but

You, oh, oh
Anything at all, but
You, oh, oh
Anything at all, but you

So tell me when you're out
And tell me where to go
Of course, you have my body but now you've got my soul
You drive me to distraction
Run me off the road
You crash into my mind, I'm ready to explode

Waiting for your call
I can feel my body shaking
Calm before the storm
Let it take me, I embrace it

You stirred somethin' in me
I admit defeat
Won't be thinking 'bout
Anything at all tonight, so
Wrap yourself 'round me
I admit defeat
Won't be thinking 'bout
Anything at all tonight, but

You, oh, oh
Anything at all, but
You, oh, oh
Anything at all, 'cause

You're the only voice in my head
I can hear you speaking
Louder than I'm thinking
Hang on every word that you said
Drive me to distraction
Drive me to distraction

You're the only voice in my head
I can hear you speaking
Louder than I'm thinking
Hang on every word that you said
Drive me to distraction
Drive me to distraction, you

Stirred somethin' in me
I admit defeat
Won't be thinking 'bout
Anything at all tonight, so
Wrap yourself 'round me
I admit defeat
Won't be thinking 'bout
Anything at all tonight, but

You, oh, oh
Anything at all, but
You, oh, oh
Anything at all, but you

Anything at all, but you
Anything at all, but you

Written by:
Daniel Campbell Smith, Mark Blair Crew

Publisher:
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