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Custom Search The Lyrics Are Below   Trippin' on a Hole in a Paper Heart 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, 'ole 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 deathbed motorcade   Fake the head 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 your neck with a 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     Click here to return to my STP lyrics page The lyrics are Copyright their respective owners. Sign Up For My Newsletter Subscribe | Unsubscribe Site Map | Disclaimer | Privacy Policy | Media Kit | Submissions/Corrections Website © 2000-2009 mattsmusicpage.com. All rights reserved. Operated by MM Page, LLC Custom Search