Lemmings - MWK

I tried today

I swear I really did

I made the grade

But was it worth the effort

It was a little too cold of an autumn’s sky

It was a little too late and I don’t know why

Your hair fell back in the style of an old cliché

'Cause I am all but floored by the concept of imperfection

Yet somehow bored by my own reflection

Well, off the edge, will we fall down

It’s in our hands

Will we fall out

Whatever it takes

As I’m leaving

I know that it means I won’t be back

In your head, you can’t get me out

Living you dead, we get it now

'Cause I am all but floored by the concept of imperfection

Yet somehow bored by my own reflection

Off the edge, will we fall down

In our hands

Will we fall out

Whatever it takes

As I’m leaving

I know that it means I won’t be back

Holding what’s weightless

It all but tears us down

Why believe what’s faceless

It all but tears us down

Off the edge, will we fall down

It’s in our hands

Will we fall out

Whatever it takes

As I’m leaving

I know that it means I won’t be back