Threshold Sex Bob-Omb

[Intro: Scott Pilgrim]
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)

[Verse: Stephen Stills]
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 body's stupid, stereo putrid
Spilling out music into raw sewage
Reaching my threshold
Staring at the truth 'till I'm blind

[Chorus: Stephen Stills]
My threshold
My threshold
Reaching my threshold

[Verse: Stephen Stills]
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

[Bridge: Stephen Stills]
My threshold
I'll explode