Nine Inch Nails - Getting Smaller

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 gotta adjust

Got my arms they flip flop flip flop flip

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 tryin' 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...

Oh, I can beat myself with up with

I'm just a face in the crowd

Nothing to worry about

Not even tryin' 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 cant 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

(and thats ok)

My world is getting smaller everyday-yay-yay-yay-yay

(and thats ok)

My world is getting smaller everyday-yay-yay-yay-yay

(and thats ok)

My world is getting smaller everyday-yay-yay-yay-yay

(and thats ok)