Apollo Four Forty - High On Your Own Supply lyrics

Been building gla** 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 sh** 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