Stone Temple Pilots - Trippin On A Hole In A Paper Heart Chords

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 Don't cut out my paper heart, I ain't dyin' anyway 
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 Take a look at eye full towers, never trust them dirty liars 
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 Sippin' lemon yellow booze 'ole' leadbelly sings the blues
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 All dressed up on wedding day keep on trippin' anyway

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 I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
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 So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcade

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 Fake the heat and scratch the itch, skinned up knees and salty lips
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 I'll breathe your life vicks vapor life and when you binge I purge alike
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 Let go it's harder holding on, one more trip and I'll be gone
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 So keep your head up, keep it on, just a whisper I'll be gone
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 Take a breath and make it big, it's the last you'll ever get 
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 Break your neck with diamond noose, it's the last you'll ever choose

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 I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
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 Hold me closer, closer let me go let me be just let me be
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 I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
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 So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcade

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 I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
B                                  Bm     G
 Hold me closer, closer let me go let me be just let me be
B                                     Bm       G
 I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
B                              A
 So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcade