High On Your Own Supply Lyrics - Apollo Four Forty

Been building glass houses when it's raining stones 

There's crap on your doorstep, now you're all on your own 

You gave it no quarter, now you're treading water 

Bartender rang time, it's too late for last orders 

You're making a meal out of keeping it real 

Sold your soul to the man, it's all part of the deal 

Your rhymes were incredible, your marker indelible 

So full of yourself you think your shit is edible 

Bow, wow, wow, wow, wow 

Bow, wow, wow, wow, wow 

Getting high, getting high 

Getting high on your own 

On your own supply 

Because in the end you are all on your own 

It's what's in your heart and not what you own 

You can't see where you're going, you slip, now it's snowing 

It won't be too long before the rhymes they stop flowing 

Reality bites as they switch off the lights 

It's a long way to fall from the dizzying heights 

You cut through the pretension too late for redemption 

It's the end of the line, now pay close attention 

Bow, wow, wow, wow, wow 

Getting high, getting high 

On your own, on your own 

Now it's got to the point where you just can't connect 

You've lost all control, you've lost all respect 

The mixers are mixing it, the fixers are fixing it 

Over inflated there's no restricting it 

You're no Captain Scarlet, you're not indestructible 

Just who's in your pocket? And who is corruptible? 

You speak the unspoken, your will has been broken 

Your own self-delusion, your gestures are token 

Getting high, getting high 

Getting high on your own 

On your own supply 

Getting high, getting high 

Getting high on your own 

On your own