Dead & Bloated - Remastered
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 trampled under sole of another man's shoes
Guess I walked too softly
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 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
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 trampled under sole of another man's shoes
Guess I walked too softly
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 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
Somebody gave me, somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
Credits
Writer(s): Dean Deleo, Scott Weiland, Eric Kretz, Robert Deleo
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