Getting smaller

Getting smaller Lyrics

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 flip, flop, flip, flop, flip
I got my head on a spring
I thought I got you I my side
I haven’t got f**king 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 that I’m starting to fade away

I cannot slip through the cracks
When I press up on the wall
I’m not looking to stand up real high
I’d be happy to crawl
I think I’m loosing my grip
But I can still make a fist
You know I still got my one good arm
I can bea…. I can beat my self up

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 have nothing to say
It’s all been taken away
I just behave and obey
I’m afraid that I’m starting to fade away

For what it’s worth, I really used to believe
Maybe there’s some great thing you can achieve
Now I can’t tell the difference
Know what to feel
Between what I’ve been trying so hard to see
And what appears to be real
Fade away x4
My world is getting smaller everyday ay ay ay and that’s ok x4