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
Dont cut out my paper heart, I aint dyin anywayTake a look at eye full towersNever trust them dirty liarsSippin lemon yellow booze `ole leadbelly sings the bluesAll dressed up on wedding day keep on trippin anywayI am I am I said Im not myself, but Im not dead and Im not for saleSo keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcadeFake the heat and scratch the itchSkinned up knees and salty lipsIll breathe your life vicks vapor lifeAnd when you binge I purge alikeLet go its harder holding onOne more trip and Ill be goneSo keep your head upKeep it on, just a whisper Ill be goneTake a breath and make it bigIts the last youll ever getBreak your neck with diamond nooseIts the last youll ever chooseI am I am I said Im not myself, but Im not dead and Im not for saleHold me closer, closer let me go let me be just let me be