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