Bill Wilson

All my junky friends are getting straight jobs Trading in their hearts for second place Everybody on this planet is lost I feel like Bill Wilson broke my legs Oh my darling how come you look nervous Is it cause my lips are turning blue I can tell that you don't think I'm worthless I wish i could think the way you do. I don't want to party anymore than i have I just want to make it in your world Make it in your world. Everyone says i should get a sponser Someone I can call on everyday Tell hime everything that i've been thinking Throw my poison flower on his grave It's been so long since I've made a meeting Cause they always say the same thing twice. I guess I would rather just be myself. Instead of always trying to get nice In this room the wheelchairs are on fire