Lemmings
blink-182 Lyrics


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A freight train to the right
Feeling that sting of pride
It's fucking with me, it's fucking with you
All's fair in love and war
Until you say it isn't but you're wrong

Words on the back of flyers
My clothes are in the dryer
It means nothing, nothing is changing
La familia is dead and gone
The children grew up and moved on

Is it too much to ask for the things to work out this time?
I'm only asking for what is mine
I wanted everything, I got it and now I'm gonna
Throw it away, I'll throw it away, yeah

Prime select and a box of glazed
Pulling fly-bys on days when we were young and innocent
Elbow-drop Sundays when Mark Eaton got beat to shit

Laugh at the bands we hate
All the spots we used to skate
Well they're still there, but we've gone our own ways
I know it's for the best but sometimes I wonder
Will I ever have friends like you again?

Is it too much to ask for the things to work out this time?
I'm only asking for what is mine
I wanted everything, I got it and now I'm gonna
Throw it away, I'll throw it away, yeah

Is it too much to ask for the things to work out this time?
I'm only asking for what is mine
I wanted everything, I got it and now I'm gonna
Throw it away, I'll throw it away, yeah

You're gonna drown in the mess you make
Your self-inflicted hate
You turn your back on the friends you lose
When they don't follow all your rules

But people are what they wanna be
They're not lemmings to the sea




Maybe it's time you looked at yourself
And stop blaming life on someone else

Overall Meaning

The song Lemmings by Blink-182 is a reflective and nostalgic piece that touches on themes of growing up, moving on, and the loss of innocence. The opening lines “A freight train to the right, feeling that sting of pride, it's fucking with me, it's fucking with you” sets a tone of frustration and the struggle for control over one's own life. The lyrics speak of the desire to hold onto the past and the things that were once important, such as friends, music, and skating spots. It expresses the pain of growing up and moving on from the things that once brought joy and a sense of belonging.


The line “La familia is dead and gone, the children grew up and moved on” signifies the end of a family-like bond with friends and the realization that everyone has grown up and moved on to different stages in life. The song ends with a call to self-reflection, urging the listener to take responsibility for their own actions and not blame others for their own shortcomings.


Overall, this song is a powerful reminder of the bittersweet nature of growing up and moving on, and the importance of cherishing the memories and experiences that make us who we are.


Line by Line Meaning

A freight train to the right, feeling that sting of pride
Moving forward towards success, but experiencing the pain of self-importance


It's fucking with me, it's fucking with you
The struggle is affecting everyone involved


All's fair in love and war until you say it isn't but you're wrong
The rules of engagement in life and conflict are only valid until they're broken, even if it means losing


Words on the back of flyers, my clothes are in the dryer
Little things that occupy time, but whose value is questionable


It means nothing, nothing is changing
Everything is static, nothing is evolving


La familia is dead and gone, the children grew up and moved on
The family unit is no longer a support system, and its members have gone their separate ways


Is it too much to ask for the things to work out this time?
Asking for success this time around, after having experienced failure before


I'm only asking for what is mine
Desiring a fair share of what's deserved


I wanted everything, I got it and now I'm gonna
Achieving all goals, but now planning to lose everything


Throw it away, I'll throw it away (yeah)
Discarding everything that's been worked hard for


Prime select and a box of glazed, pulling fly-bys on days
Reliving past pleasures


When we were young and innocent
Reflecting on a simpler time


Elbow-drop Sundays when Mark Eaton got beat to shit
A specific memory of good times with old friends


Laughing at the bands we hate, all the spots we used to skate
Looking back on shared experiences that brought them together


They're still there, but we've gone our own ways
The places remain, but the people have moved on


I know it's for the best but sometimes I wonder
Knowing it was necessary to progress, but still feeling nostalgia


Will I ever have friends like you again?
Uncertainty about the future and the potential of losing people who have been important in the past


You're gonna drown in the mess you make
Your choices and actions will lead to your downfall


Your self-inflicted hate
Your negative feelings towards yourself are a result of your own actions


You turn your back on the friends you lose
Pushing away friends who no longer meet your expectations


When they don't follow all your rules
Expecting people to behave in a certain way, and reacting negatively when they don't comply


But people are what they wanna be
Individuals choose their own paths and destinies


They're not lemmings to the sea
People are not blindly following the masses towards their own demise


Maybe it's time you looked at yourself
Self-reflection is needed


And stop blaming life on someone else
Taking responsibility for one's own actions and outcomes




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Tom DeLonge, Mark Hoppus, Scott Raynor

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