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´ve Got To Adjust
I´ve Got My Arms That Flip Flop Flip Flop Flip
I Got My Hair 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 Try To Stand Out
I´m Getting Smaller And Smaller And Smaller
And I´ve Got Nothing To Say
It´s All Been Taken Away
I Just Behave and obey
i´m afraid i´m starting to fade away
uh huh..
i cannot see through the cracks
when i was 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´ve still got my one good arm
and i can... mmm i can beat myself for this
i´m just a face in the crowd
nothing to worry about
not even try to stand out
i´m getting smaller and smaller and smaller
and i´ve got nothing to say
it´s all been taken away
i just behave and obey
i´m afraid that i´m starting to fade away
hey and for what it is worth
i used to really believe
but maybe that´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 so hard to see
and what appears to be real
i´m fading away...
my world is getting smaller every day and that´s okay...