Sinnerman 2 Apr 2016 Habit You found me when I was down and outSlowly seducing me until I couldn't do without You seemed to offer something betterYour touch as soft as a downy featherI loved to feel the rush through my veinsEven as I ignored the warnings from my brainBut as each day passed, to get my kicks You always demanded a bigger fix We always used to laugh and giggle While I ignored that sometimes you could be fickle Deeper and deeper into yo...