Joseph Arthur - Bill Wilson - Текст песни

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 
People here are made of ice and salt 
Raising hands in brave communication 
Breaking over what the public thought 
Afterward we count our time like money 
Holding hads in circles made of prayer 
When your with them you feel like your family 
But when your gone It's like you were never there