alright, so it doesn’t make much sense overall, but it sounds real cool ^_^

gettin’ high on your own supply

by apollo 440:

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 inedible

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, Bow wow wow wow wow

Getting high, getting high

On your own, on your own supply

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

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

Still 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 indestructable

Just who’s in your pocket? And who is corruptable?

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

On your own, on your own supply