Stone Temple Pilots Trippin' On A Hole In A Paper Heart (LP Version) Lyrics
            Don't cut out my paper heart
            I ain't dying anyway
            Take a look at eye full towers
            Never trust them dirty liars
            Sippin' lemon yellow booze
            Ol' leadbelly sings the blues
            All dressed up on wedding day
            Keep on trippin' anyway
        
            I am I am I said I'm not myself
            But I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
            So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day death bed motorcade
        
            Fake the heat and scratch the itch
            Skinned up knees and salty lips
            I'll breathe your life, vicks vapor life
            And when you binge I purge alike
            Let's go it's harder going on
            One more trip and I'll be gone
            So keep your head up, keep it on
            Just a whisper I'll be gone
            Take a breath and make it big
            It's the last you'll ever get
            Break your neck with diamond noose
            It's the last you'll ever choose
        
            I am I am I said I'm not myself
            But I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
            Hold me closer, closer let me go
            Let me be, just let me be
        
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