Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay

Searching for blood in the salty sea
The sun beating down on the chest and back of me
Looking for drugs in a southern town, hey, hey, hey, hey
I've got this red right hand that points me south
The puke green cloud just spat me out
Into the hot heartland, I've landed with no shoe

I hear, hey, hey, hey, hey
Come pollinate me, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Come pollinate me, hey

Across the room, across the room
I hope to watch you writhe again soon
Across the room, across the room
I hope to watch you writhe again soon

Alright, we're gonna do it again for you now, okay
Yeah, oh yeah, yeah

They've got the army of ears, they can hear you now
I've got the piss in my veins and these furrowed brows
You've got this one last chance to burn me, turn me down
If not, I've got these last twelve bucks to spend on you
You can take me anywhere your sick mind wants to
I'll use your south to fuel me using you

Oh, I hear, hey, hey, hey, hey
Come pollinate me, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Come pollinate me, hey

Across the room, across the room
I hope to watch you writhe again soon
Across the room, across the room
I hope to watch you writhe again soon

Oh, oh

I hear, hey, hey, hey, hey
Come pollinate me, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Come pollinate me, hey

Hey, hey come pollinate me
Across the room, across the room
I hope to watch you writhe again soon
Across the room, across the room
I hope to watch you writhe again soon

I hope to watch you writhe again soon


Lyrics submitted by trinket, edited by xL4n1x, ModestVillain, kish180, Creamer

Alive With the Glory of Love Lyrics as written by Max Bemis

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    General Commenti don't even pay attention to the holocaustic part of the song. i just love the instrumental parts...and that it involves love. i don't think anyone can righteously be emo without having been in love first. and no emo kid can be complete without his/her heart ripped out by words. sad stuff...life can really suck sometimes.
    EmoRulesMyLifeon October 04, 2004   Link

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