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

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 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
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

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