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Trippin' on a Hole in a Paper Heart (LP版)

Stone Temple Pilots
1996-03-262:52 minSynced lyrics

"Trippin' on a Hole in a Paper Heart (LP版)" is a song by Stone Temple Pilots, released in 1996 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:52 long and contains 40 lines and 273 words.

0:12Don't cut out my paper heart
0:14I ain't dyin' anyway
0:16Take a look at eye full towers
0:18Never trust them dirty liars
0:21Sippin' lemon yellow booze
0:23Ol' leadbelly sings the blues
0:25All dressed up on wedding day
0:28To keep on trippin' anyway
0:34I am I am I said I'm not myself
0:37But I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
0:43So keep your bankroll lottery
0:46Eat your salad day deathbed motorcade
0:48Fake the heat and scratch the itch
0:50Skinned up knees and salty lips
0:52I'll breathe your life Vicks vapor life
0:54And when you binge I purge alike
0:57Let go it's harder holding on
0:59One more trip and I'll be gone
1:01So keep your head up
1:03Keep it on just a whisper I'll be gone
1:06Take a breath and make it big
1:08It's the last you'll ever get
1:10To break your neck with diamond noose
1:13It's the last you'll ever choose
1:19I am I am I said I'm not myself
1:22But I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
1:29Hold me closer closer let me go
1:31Let me be just let me be
1:37I am I am I said I'm not myself
1:40But I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
1:46So keep your bankroll lottery
1:48Eat your salad day deathbed motorcade
2:22I am I am I said I'm not myself
2:26But I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
2:32Hold me closer closer let me go
2:35Let me be just let me be
2:41I am I am I said I'm not myself
2:44But I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
2:50So keep your bankroll lottery
2:52Eat your salad day deathbed motorcade
Don't cut out my paper heart
I ain't dyin' 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
To 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 deathbed 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 go it's harder holding 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
To 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
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 deathbed motorcade
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
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 deathbed motorcade
Trippin' on a Hole in a Paper Heart (LP版) lyrics

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