Trippin' On A Hole In A Paper Heart — Stone Temple Pilots | караоке с текстом песни

Look around my pretty heart, flying high in the wind. Keeping moving on top, and it was all mine. Since that night we almost, pulled up as it is. Always gonna go and end, until the day. I am my own worst enemy, I'm not there, I'm not myself. So give me back what I need, just let it be. Been here and scratched the ears, sitting on these awful news. Feeling how it came alive, when it didn't try closing eyes. Know that's all I want now, come on and check that I'm gone. Give me air, give me love, here's a whisper I belong. Every breath that I can take, is your last to ever give. Moving on the lows, is the last good love to chose. I am my own worst enemy, I'm not there, I'm not myself. Holding on to nothing let me go, let me be, just let me be. I am my own worst enemy, I'm not there, I'm not myself. So give me back what I need. Ooh. I am my own worst enemy, I'm not there, I'm not myself. Holding on to nothing let me go, let me be, just let me be. I am my own worst enemy, I'm not there, I'm not myself