Treasure Island

Lizelle 'Leasel' Martins

(Johannesburg, South Africa)

My Bad Habit


I said I would change
Make things different this time
Change my ways
Change my habits
My bad habit


But I seem so addicted
You’re my addiction
Which is so wrong
Cause there is no cure
No recovery
No place to hide


You’re like my next ‘fix’
When I wake
During my day
When I fall asleep
I am restless...edgy without it
Your my bad habit

I said I would change
I need to change
I just need to control it
Every time I see you
Every time I talk to you
Every time you touch me
Every time you near me
Every time you kiss me...

(c Leasel Martins

Submitted: Friday, May 07, 2010
Edited: Thursday, January 30, 2014
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