Sorting Lunatics, Pt. 1

I'm sorting lunatics
Like sheep before bed
I don't know what it is
But something's hurting my head
And I just wanna know
One last thing 'fore I go
Can you hear me?
Or am I losing it, oh no

I'll do it just for kicks
Got nothing better to do
Here with my bag of tricks
I'm just trying to win you
But I'm not quite sure
Since the picture's so blurred
Do you feel me?
Or am I sounding absurd?

I am the clock that ticks
For lack of a word
Not one for politics
But if you prefer
We can talk 'bout us
And maybe discuss
Can you help me?
Are you someone I can trust?

I'm sorting lunatics



Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Ackerman
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