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Stone Temple Pilots:Dead & Bloated
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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 & 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
Ohhh 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 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 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
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about 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
'cause I'm dead & bloated
I run through the world
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about 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
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
Ohhh 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 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 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
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about 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
'cause I'm dead & bloated
I run through the world
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about 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
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