Dead and Bloated
Stone Temple Pilots Lyrics


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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 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

Ohh 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

Ohh 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 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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Stone Temple Pilots’ song “Dead & Bloated” talk about the aftermath of a person’s death, the decay of their body, and the realization that death is inevitable. The line “I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed” is a metaphor for the fact that even in death, the body can still emit a smell, but it’s no longer a pleasant one. “Dead and bloated” emphasize the fact that the body, after death, becomes swollen and bloated, which is also referred to in the lyrics as “trampled under sole of another man's shoes” which depicts that the person's body is no longer respected or valued.


The lyrics also speak about the natural process of death, suggesting that it’s something everyone must face. The singer sings, “Oh yeah, and she says it's natural, I feel I've come of age, when she peeks I start to run,” referring to death as a female and the fear of facing it. The line “You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'" suggests that the singer’s thoughts about death and decay are too heavy and deep for others to understand or accept.


“Dead & Bloated” is a song meant to provoke thought and evoke a range of emotions in the listener. It’s lyrically intense and musically aggressive, serving as a reminder of our own mortality and the fickleness of life.


Line by Line Meaning

I am smellin' like the rose That somebody gave me On my birthday deathbed
I have the fragrance of a rose which was gifted to me on my dying day, my B'day


I am smellin' like the rose That somebody gave me 'Cause I'm dead and bloated
I smell like the rose as I'm deceased and my body is full of gas


Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run
She accepts my odor as a natural thing, I feel like I've grown up with this experience but when she notices, I run away


You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
My thoughts are hard to digest for anyone else, they can't grasp what I'm thinking about


I am trampled under sole of another man's shoes Guess I walked too softly
I feel crushed, tackled and subdued under the shoes of an unknown person, I probably walked too gently


I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I'm wandering through the world envisioning about the future


I am smellin' like the rose That somebody gave me, somebody gave me, Somebody gave me on My birthday deathbed
I still receive the aroma of the rose which someone donated to me on the day of my demise




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DEAN DELEO, ROBERT EMILE DELEO, ERIC KRETZ, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND

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Bilb Ono

My dad died when i was 17 but he was the most badass dude in my eyes. He had 2 15s and 2 12inch Yamaha floor speakers with an 700w oinkio receiver and he would BLAST this whole album. RIP this beers for you!

taylor91

Your dad and Scott rocking the fck out in heavy metal heaven dude!!!

Bilb Ono

@taylor91 thanks man, my pops lived it up while he could. I dont believe in much but I like to think if heaven doesn't allow rock and partying then my dad would've gladly went to hell... Lol. If it wasnt for him I'd be like any other late-20-something listening to shit music. Dude turned me on to stuff from the 40s all the way up to the 90s. All I can do is try to pass it on to the next generation. Minus the drugs..

OmizaruHaven

Onkyo makes some great equipment, r.i.p. brother

Paul Dean

I can still hear it from here brother ❤👍

ANNUNAKI TRACKS

thats a damn good memory to have...a top shelf memory

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Josh Houston

Scott's voice was something outta this world. One of the best singers out there, along with Layne Staley. Sucks we both lost em. RIP Layne and Scott

Ryan Strickland STRICKLEEFPV

Amen two of the best and most unique sounding voices for sure never has there been anything like em since 🤘😎🤘

RideForLifeCR250R

They lived how they wanted to live 🤙🏻

LibraGirl

We’ve lost way too many great singers, too many to even count anymore. 90s music is imortalized

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