Dead and Bloated Songtext
von Stone Temple Pilots
Dead and Bloated Songtext
I am smellin′ like a rose
That somebody gave me
On my fucking deathbed
I am smellin' like a rose
That somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead and bloated
I am smellin' like a rose
That somebody gave me
On my fucking deathbed
I am smellin′ like a rose
That somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead and bloated
Oh yeah, and she says it′s natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh 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 a rose
That somebody gave me
On my fucking deathbed
I am trampled under sole
Of another man's shoes
Guess I walked too softly
Oh yeah, and she says it′s natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh 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
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin' ′bout tomorrow
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
I am smellin′ like a rose
That somebody gave me
On my fucking deathbed
I am smellin' like a rose
That somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead and bloated
I run through the world
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin' ′bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin' ′bout tomorrow
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
I am smellin′ like a rose
That somebody gave me
On my fucking deathbed
I am smellin' like a rose
That somebody gave me
Somebody gave me
Somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
That somebody gave me
On my fucking deathbed
I am smellin' like a rose
That somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead and bloated
I am smellin' like a rose
That somebody gave me
On my fucking deathbed
I am smellin′ like a rose
That somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead and bloated
Oh yeah, and she says it′s natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh 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 a rose
That somebody gave me
On my fucking deathbed
I am trampled under sole
Of another man's shoes
Guess I walked too softly
Oh yeah, and she says it′s natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh 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
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin' ′bout tomorrow
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
I am smellin′ like a rose
That somebody gave me
On my fucking deathbed
I am smellin' like a rose
That somebody gave me
′Cause I'm dead and bloated
I run through the world
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin' ′bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin' ′bout tomorrow
Thinkin′ 'bout tomorrow
I am smellin′ like a rose
That somebody gave me
On my fucking deathbed
I am smellin' like a rose
That somebody gave me
Somebody gave me
Somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
Writer(s): Deleo Dean, Deleo Robert Emile, Kretz Eric, Weiland Scott Richard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com