Текст песни Dead & Bloated - Live At The Reading Festival '93, England 8/27/93 - 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

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