Trippin' On A Hole In A Paper Heart (2021 Remaster)

Don't cut out my paper heart

I ain't dyin' anyway

Take a look at Eiffel towers, never trust them dirty liars

Sippin' lemon yellow booze

Ol' 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

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, Vick's 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 diamond noose, it's the last you'll ever choose

I am, I am, I said I'm not myself

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

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

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

I'm not dead and I'm not for sale

So keep your bankroll lottery, eat your salad day deathbed motorcade