Low on Your Supply Songtext
von The Panics
Low on Your Supply Songtext
Some days I will find you unaware
On some imaginary plain
Talking to someone who was never there
Working yourself into a state
I miss the one I met
Who disappeared so soon
Who took his soul but stayed in the room
He is still here somewhere
But sometimes he forgets
The right time to make a move
When I could use just a little more
Use just a little more
Maybe just a little more
When I get low on your...
Some days I will find you in a land
Tracing back through your faded steps
Some days I will find you so far in there
We didn′t know where you were headed next
When I could use just a little more
Use just a little more
Maybe just a little more
When I get low on your
Use just a little more
Maybe just a little more
Just a little to know for sure
And it seems that in my eyes
You're watching a screen from the other side
A noise in the past as soft as it is in mine
I lift the oars, go deep and wide
These feelings should not be made to fight
But where do I go
When you′re not mine to control
I need a little more
I could use just a little more
Maybe just a little more
When I get low on your
I could use just a little more
Maybe just a little more
Just a little to know for sure
On some imaginary plain
Talking to someone who was never there
Working yourself into a state
I miss the one I met
Who disappeared so soon
Who took his soul but stayed in the room
He is still here somewhere
But sometimes he forgets
The right time to make a move
When I could use just a little more
Use just a little more
Maybe just a little more
When I get low on your...
Some days I will find you in a land
Tracing back through your faded steps
Some days I will find you so far in there
We didn′t know where you were headed next
When I could use just a little more
Use just a little more
Maybe just a little more
When I get low on your
Use just a little more
Maybe just a little more
Just a little to know for sure
And it seems that in my eyes
You're watching a screen from the other side
A noise in the past as soft as it is in mine
I lift the oars, go deep and wide
These feelings should not be made to fight
But where do I go
When you′re not mine to control
I need a little more
I could use just a little more
Maybe just a little more
When I get low on your
I could use just a little more
Maybe just a little more
Just a little to know for sure
Writer(s): Julian Stephen Grigor, Justin Ross Laffer, Paul Fitzgerald Otway, Drew Malcolm Wootton, Myles Peter Wootton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com