Dead & Bloated
Lyrics
I am smellin' like a rose That somebody gave me On my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like a rosefull lyrics...
I am smellin' like a rose That somebody gave me On my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like a rosefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
pop metal qualitiesa subtle use of vocal harmony
demanding instrumental part writing
minor key tonality
electric guitar riffs
an electric guitar solo
a gravelly male vocalist
angry lyrics
political lyrics
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow On my birthday deathbed You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' I am smellin' like a rose On my birthday deathbed I run through the world Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow On my birthday deathbed Songwriters: Dean Deleo, Robert Emile Deleo, Eric Kretz, Scott Richard Weiland That somebody gave me I run through the world On my birthday deathbed That somebody gave me I am smellin' like a rose On my birthday deathbed That somebody gave me That somebody gave me You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' I am smellin' like a rose That somebody gave me I run through the world You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' I feel I've come of age Oh yeah, and she says it's natural Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' When she peeks I start to run I am smellin' like a rose 'Cause I'm dead and bloated I feel I've come of age On my birthday deathbed When she peeks I start to run Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow 'Cause I'm dead and bloated I feel I've come of age Guess I walked too softly I am smellin' like a rose Publisher: MILK SONGS When she peeks I start to run 'Cause I'm dead and bloated That somebody gave me I am smellin' like a rose Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world I am trampled under sole I feel I've come of age Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I am smellin' like a rose Somebody gave me That somebody gave me Of another man's shoes That somebody gave me Oh yeah, and she says it's natural Oh yeah, and she says it's natural Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow When she peeks I start to run I am smellin' like a rose Oh yeah, and she says it's natural Somebody gave me That somebody gave me I am smellin' like a rose Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world


