Imaginary Threshold

By Jesus Loves Junkies

On Golgothamore

Released on October 6, 1998

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[Verse 1]

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


[Chorus]

Holding hands at the bottom

A place I know too well

When there's nothing left to borrow tomorrow

We have ourselves to sell


[Post-Chorus]

We have ourselves to sell

We have ourselves to sell

We have ourselves to sell

We have ourselves to sell


[Verse 2]

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 my eyes


[Chorus]

Holding hands at the bottom

A place I know too well

When there's nothing left to borrow tomorrow

We have ourselves to sell


[Bridge]

I just want to get inside

I just have 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


[Verse 3]

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


[Pre-Chorus]

Opened up too wide, now I can't close my eyes

Opened up too wide, now I can't close my eyes

Opened up too wide, now I can't close my eyes

Opened up too wide, now I can't close my eyes


[Chorus]

Holding hands at the bottom

A place I know too well

There's nothing left to borrow tomorrow

We have ourselves to sell

Holding hands at the bottom

A place I know too well

There's nothing left to borrow tomorrow

When there's nothing left to sell