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 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 Ohh 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 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 Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run Ohh 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 --- Dead & Bloated - Stone Temple Pilots