Threshold

We are the sex bob omb and we are here
To make think about death and get sad and stuff!

This is the beginning of the song

I'm hearing voices, animal noises
The crème de la crème, the feminine abyss
And I'm reaching my threshold
Staring at the truth 'til I'm blind

My body's stupid, my stereo putrid
Spilling out music into raw sewage
I'm reaching my threshold
Staring at the truth till I'm blind

My threshold
My threshold
Reaching my threshold

I'm hearing voices, animal noises
The crème de la crème, the feminine abyss
And I'm reaching my threshold
Staring at the truth till I'm blind

My threshold
I'll explode

Reaching my threshold
(My threshold)
My threshold
(My threshold)
My threshold
(Reaching my threshold)
My threshold