ADDICTED by Big Mouth

Addicted to your touch

The feeling of your fingers across my body

It felt so wrong, felt so naughty

I was'nt scared, yeah I'm that bad

I rather be in jail you say

Though you already are day by day

Shut up you know it doesn't work that way

Don't make me repeat on what you said

The touch of your hand covering my lips

Smoking your love on the sheets

Got used to my- twisted mind

I'm losing- the fight to the wrong side

She woke me up at last

Always thought- that it wouldn't last

Watching you- watching me, across the street

You gotta run-run, I know, shit..

-Based on a true story-