You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
Guess I walked too softly
I am smellin' like a rose
On my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like a rose
Oh yeah, and she says it's natural
I run through the world
That somebody gave me
I run through the world
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
I feel I've come of age
On my birthday deathbed
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
'Cause I'm dead and bloated
I feel I've come of age
Oh yeah, and she says it's natural
When she peeks I start to run
On my birthday deathbed
Oh yeah, and she says it's natural
That somebody gave me
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Oh yeah, and she says it's natural
That somebody gave me
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
I feel I've come of age
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
'Cause I'm dead and bloated
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
'Cause I'm dead and bloated
I am smellin' like a rose
When she peeks I start to run
I am smellin' like a rose
I am smellin' like a rose
On my birthday deathbed
I run through the world
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
That somebody gave me
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
When she peeks I start to run
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
When she peeks I start to run
I feel I've come of age
On my birthday deathbed
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
That somebody gave me
I run through the world
That somebody gave me
That somebody gave me
I am smellin' like a rose
I am smellin' like a rose
Somebody gave me
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I am smellin' like a rose
That somebody gave me
Of another man's shoes
I am trampled under sole
Somebody gave me
