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Apollo Four Forty
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High On Your Own Supply
Lyricist:Jim Gardner, Howard James Gray, Trevor Robert Gray, Ian Garfield Hoxley, Noko
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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
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