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 that 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

Can kind of see out the cracks
When I press up to 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, 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
It´s all been taken away
I just behave and obey
I´m afraid I am starting to fade away

Hey 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
Or know what to feel
Between what I´ve been trying so hard to see
And what appears to be real

My world is getting smaller every day
Hey hey hey hey
And that´s ok