Dead & Bloated Songtext
von Stone Temple Pilots
Dead & Bloated Songtext
I am smellin′ like the rose that somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead & bloated
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin′ like the rose that somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead & bloated
Oh-oh-ooh, yeah-yeah
And she says it′s natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh-oh-ooh, yeah-yeah
And she says it′s natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
You can′t swallow what I'm thinkin'
You can′t swallow what I′m thinkin'
I am smellin′ like the rose that somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead & bloated
Oh-oh-ooh, yeah-yeah
And she says it′s natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh-oh-ooh, yeah-yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I′ve come of age
When she peeks I start to run
You can′t swallow what I'm thinkin′
You can't swallow what I′m thinkin'
I run through the world, thinking ′bout tomorrow
Thinking 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world, thinking 'bout tomorrow
Thinking ′bout tomorrow
I am smellin′ like the rose that somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead & bloated
I run through the world, thinking ′bout tomorrow
Thinking 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world, thinking ′bout tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
Somebody gave me, somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead & bloated
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin′ like the rose that somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead & bloated
Oh-oh-ooh, yeah-yeah
And she says it′s natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh-oh-ooh, yeah-yeah
And she says it′s natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
You can′t swallow what I'm thinkin'
You can′t swallow what I′m thinkin'
I am smellin′ like the rose that somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead & bloated
Oh-oh-ooh, yeah-yeah
And she says it′s natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh-oh-ooh, yeah-yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I′ve come of age
When she peeks I start to run
You can′t swallow what I'm thinkin′
You can't swallow what I′m thinkin'
I run through the world, thinking ′bout tomorrow
Thinking 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world, thinking 'bout tomorrow
Thinking ′bout tomorrow
I am smellin′ like the rose that somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead & bloated
I run through the world, thinking ′bout tomorrow
Thinking 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world, thinking ′bout tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me
Somebody gave me, somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
Writer(s): Scott Weiland, Dean Deleo, Eric Kretz, Robert Deleo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com