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