Lyrics Judgement - Half Moon Run
You
gotta
believe
me,
i′m
doing
my
best
I
apologize
for
all
the
flack
i
caught
for
dropping
out
Yeh
you
kicked
up
a
storm,
but
the
winds
have
died
down
I
got
a
lot
of
bottles
on
account
of
this
around
I'm
sorry
i′m
not
him
The
poet's
right
hand
The
artistic
little
suffering
son-of-a-working-man
You
work
yourself
in,
but
it
spits
you
right
out
Why
is
it
so
hard?
I
should've
run
you
out
of
town!
If
it
looks
like
it
is,
then
it
probably
ain′t
The
more
than
you
talk
the
more
my
interest
goes
away
You
work
yourself
in,
but
it
spits
you
right
out
Why
is
it
so
hard?
I
should′ve
run
you
out
of
town!
I
should've
run
you
out
of
town!
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