whatsername969:

My Junk - Spring Awakening

In the midst of this nothing 

This miss of a life

Still there’s this one thing

Just to see you go by

It’s almost like lovin’

Sad as that is

May not be cool

But it’s so where I live

It’s like I’m your lover

Or more like your ghost

I spend the day wondering

What you do, where you go

I try and just kick it

But then what can I do?

We’ve all got our junk

And my junk is you

See us, winter walking after a storm

It’s chill in the wind

But it’s warm in your arms

We stop all snow blind, may not be true

We’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you

Well, you’ll have to excuse me

I know it’s so off

I love when you do stuff

That’s rude and so wrong

I go up to my room

Turn the stereo on

Shoot up some you

And the you is some song

I lie back just driftin’

And play out these scenes 

I ride on the rush

All the hopes, all the dreams

I may be neglecting

The things I should do

We’ve all got our junk

And my junk is you

See we still keep talkin’ after you’re gone

You still with me then

Feels so good in my arms

They say you go blind, maybe it’s true

We’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you

It’s like we stop time

What can I do? 

We’ve all got our junk

And my junk is you

My junk is you

My junk is you

You, you, you