The Supply of Power Songtext
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The Supply of Power Songtext
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, do-do-do-do
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Well, they tell me drugs don′t pay
And they say that there's no use
But I got a couple friends who say that that′s not true
And they got wallets full of proof
I needed the money, it was nothing more
Than a little self-centered suffocated youth
And now I'm in trouble, I'm leaving tomorrow
And I am chasing you
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Everyone′s got their own (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Invisible weight to pull (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la)
Yeah, I know what they′re saying couldn't have been that funny
But you seem to be laughing quite loud
So I will sit and think of reasons that you′re thinking they're funny
But I will probably never figure it out
And you tell me that you′re staying
But I know what you're saying ain′t true
And then I thought I'd try to catch you with the friction off of both our bodies
But I remembered you were way too smooth
Everyone's got their own (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Invisible weight to pull (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la)
Everyone′s got their own (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Invisible weight to pull (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la)
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Well, they tell me drugs don′t pay
And they say that there's no use
But I got a couple friends who say that that′s not true
And they got wallets full of proof
I needed the money, it was nothing more
Than a little self-centered suffocated youth
And now I'm in trouble, I'm leaving tomorrow
And I am chasing you
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Everyone′s got their own (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Invisible weight to pull (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la)
Yeah, I know what they′re saying couldn't have been that funny
But you seem to be laughing quite loud
So I will sit and think of reasons that you′re thinking they're funny
But I will probably never figure it out
And you tell me that you′re staying
But I know what you're saying ain′t true
And then I thought I'd try to catch you with the friction off of both our bodies
But I remembered you were way too smooth
Everyone's got their own (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Invisible weight to pull (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la)
Everyone′s got their own (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Invisible weight to pull (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Whatever gets you home (la-la-la-la-la)
Writer(s): Mathew Uychich, Brian Sella Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com