Letra de Trippin' On A Hole In A Paper Heart

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 ole Lead belly 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 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 Break you 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 death bed 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 death bed motorcade