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 and 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 and bloated
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh, oh, 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, yeah, yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh, oh, 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
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin' '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 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 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
Stone Temple Pilots - Dead & Bloated Lyrics
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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 and 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 and bloated
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh, oh, 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, yeah, yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh, oh, 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
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin' '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 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 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
That somebody gave me
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose
That somebody gave me
'Cause I'm dead and 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 and bloated
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh, oh, 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, yeah, yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh, oh, 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
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin' '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 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 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: Dean Deleo, Robert Emile Deleo, Eric Kretz, Scott Richard Weiland
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: Stone Temple Pilots
Length: 5:10
Written by: Dean Deleo, Robert Emile Deleo, Eric Kretz, Scott Richard Weiland