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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

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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

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