Текст песни Stone Temple Pilots - Trippin` On A Hole In A Paper Heart
Stone Temple Pilots - Trippin` On A Hole In A Paper Heart слова песни
Don`t cut out my paper heart, I ain`t dyin` anyway Take a look at eye full towersNever trust them dirty liars Sippin` lemon yellow booze `ole` leadbelly sings the bluesAll dressed up on wedding day keep on trippin` anywayI am I am I said I`m not myself, but I`m not dead and I`m not for saleSo keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcadeFake the heat and scratch the itchSkinned up knees and salty lipsI`ll breathe your life vicks vapor lifeAnd when you binge I purge alikeLet go it`s harder holding onOne more trip and I`ll be goneSo keep your head upKeep it on, just a whisper I`ll be goneTake a breath and make it bigIt`s the last you`ll ever ge Break your neck with diamond nooseIt`s the last you`ll ever chooseI am I am I said I`m not myself, but I`m not dead and I`m not for saleHold me closer, closer let me go let me be just let me be