Black Pistol Fire — Sort Me Out

Come around these city streets Like a dead and lonely been set free Did my time under my head stone Wanna be another broken ghost Come sort me out Come and sort me out, oh yeah Come and break me down, oh yeah I've been in pieces since you've gone No one else but you can right this wrong So come and sort me out Restless sin with a careless heart Help me up to watch me fall apart Forcing me upon this dirty floor I curse your name while I beg for more Come sort me out Come and sort me out, oh yeah Come and break me down, oh yeah I've been in pieces since you've gone No one else but you can right this wrong Tell myself that I keep moving on So come and sort me out Come around these city streets Like a dead and lonely been set free Did my time under my head stone Wanna be another broken ghost Come sort me out Come and sort me out, oh yeah Come and break me down, oh yeah I've been in pieces since you've gone No one else but you can right this wrong Tell myself that I keep moving on So come and sort me out