Getting a little erratic here And I don't know who to trust I guess they got a way of reading my mind I guess I got to adjust I got my arms they flip flop flip flop flip I got my head on a spring Well I thought I got you on my side I haven't got fucking anything
I'm just a face in the crowd Nothing to worry about Not even trying to stand out I'm getting smaller and smaller and smaller And I have nothing to say It's all been taken away I just behave and obey I'm afraid I am starting to fade away
Uh-huh
I cannot see through the cracks When I'm pressed up on the wall I'm not looking to stand up real high I'd be happy to crawl I think I'm losing my grip But I can still make a fist You know I still got my one good arm That I can beat... nnn, I can beat myself up with!
I'm just a face in the crowd Nothing to worry about Not even trying to stand out I'm getting smaller and smaller and smaller And I have nothing to say Its all been taken away I just behave and obey I'm afraid I am starting to fade away
And for what it is worth I really used to believe That maybe there's some great thing That we could achieve And now I can't tell the difference Don't know what to feel Between what I've been trying to hard to see And what appears to be real
Fading away Fading away Fading away Fading away
My world is getting smaller everyday-yay-yay-yay-yay My world is getting smaller everyday-yay-yay-yay-yay (and thats okay) My world is getting smaller everyday-yay-yay-yay-yay My world is getting smaller everyday-yay-yay-yay-yay And that's okay