We are Sex Bob-omb
And we're here to make you think about death
And get sad and stuff

This is the beginning of the song

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

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

My threshold
My threshold
Reaching my threshold

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

My threshold
I'll explode

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

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Beck Hansen