Handy Man

Rotting food

Rotting laces on my shoes

Walk for u

walk until my feet r blue

Walk until there's blood for u

Walk until I can't move

Handyman my screws r loose

Pass the plate these drug r my food

Drug abuse

Whispering the words I used

Who am I plz tell the truth

He's something that I'm not to u

I pour

The blood of a late dear old good boy

My choice

Bring it up it's hard to ignore

Ur voice

Echoing around in my skull

I've walked

A path or two w one basket full

Walk until there's blood for u

Walk until I can't move

Handyman my screws r loose

Pass the plate these drug e good

Drug abuse

Whispering the words I used

Who am I plz tell the truth

He's something that I'm not to u

To u

I'm a bitch w no god damn use

I'm battling substance abuse

Hard hat on I have the tools to

These screws

Handy man I have some screws loose

It's my job I choose not to do

Fix my problems tighten these screws