Dead & Bloated — Stone Temple Pilots

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 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 I am trampled under sole of antoher 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 You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'