Junk It Up

Mitch Brody - Composition., Guitars Steph Something - Lyrics, Vocals, Melody Matt Kaprelian - Bass Alex Zulaika - Drums Junk It Up Junk it up, fuck it up This is the ghost story you should have believed Go through my shit, put me through shit I love you baby but nothing I say’s gonna make you wanna get clean You wanna be a track star baby but I ain’t no runner So go on and be a track star but not with me Thought I could help Turns out I did Enabling is such a Funny fucking thing You wanna be a track star baby but I ain’t no runner So go on and be a track star but not with me And before you do, don’t you forget what I said when I told you Nearly Everyone you’re runnin’ with Will eventually Cross that finish line So yeah Just this once I will Run for you And that’s Fast as I can Away from this Filthy circle you cannot stop running ‘round Junk it up Fuck it up This is the ghost story You should have believed