Dead & Bloated - I Declare War

I am smelling like the rose

That somebody gave me on

My birthday deathbed

I am smelling like the rose

That somebody gave me

Cause I’m dead and bloated

I am smelling like the rose

That somebody gave me on

My birthday deathbed

I am smelling 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 thinking

You can’t swallow what I’m thinking

I am smelling 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 thinking

You can’t swallow what I’m thinking

I run through the world

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

I run through the world

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

I am smelling like the rose

That somebody gave me on

My birthday deathbed

I am smelling like the rose

That somebody gave me

Cause I’m dead and bloated

I run through the world

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

I run through the world

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

I run through the world

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

I run through the world

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

Thinking 'bout tomorrow

I am smelling like the rose

That somebody gave me on

My birthday deathbed

I am smelling like the rose

That somebody gave me

Somebody gave me

Somebody gave me

On my birthday deathbed