Imaginary Threshold Songtext
von Jesus Loves Junkies

Why are you sharing something with me
It won′t be what you thought it would be
This pure and clean is staining, the world we know is draining
I thought I told you nothing's for free

Holding hands at the bottom
A place I know too well
When there′s nothing left to borrow tomorrow
We have ourselves to sell

Fingers clutching tight to your throne
You try but can't deny how you've grown
The future seems much nearer now, the fucking truth is clearer now
Thanks to all the things you′ve been shown
Each layer takes us less by surprise
I hear you talking to god as he dies
While the fruit is still on the tree, cut it down and fuck the debris
Opened up too wide, now I can′t close me eyes


Holding hands at the bottom
A place I know too well
When there's nothing left to borrow tomorrow
We have ourselves to sell

I just want to get inside
I don′t need this to be mine
I just have to get inside
I would give it all just to see you fall

Why are you sharing something with me
I thought I told you nothing's for free
This pure and clean is staining, the world we know is draining
It won′t be the way it used to be
Opened up too wide, now I can't close my eyes

Holding hands at the bottom
A place I know too well
When there′s nothing left to borrow tomorrow
We have ourselves to sell