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 got to adjust I've 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 got 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 kind of see 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 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 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 was 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 Fading away Fading away Fading away Fading away My world is getting smaller everyday Hey hey hey hey, and that's okay My world is getting smaller everyday Hey hey hey hey, and that's okay My world is getting smaller everyday Hey hey hey hey, and that's okay My world is getting smaller everyday Hey hey hey hey, and that's okay --- Getting Smaller - Nine Inch Nails