Getting A Little Bit 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 A-flip-flop-flip-flop-flip
I Got My Head On Spring
And I Thought I Got You On My Side
I Haven't Got Fuckin Anything

[Chorus:]
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
I Got Nothing To Say
It's All Been Taken Away
I Just Behave And Obey
I'm Afriad Im Starting To Fade Away

I Can Hardly 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 Loosing My Grip (but I Can Still Make A Fist)
You Know I've Still Got My One Good Arm And I Can Beat
I Can Beat Myself Up With It!

[Chorus]

Hey, And For What It Was Worth
I Really Used To Believe
That Maybe There's Some Great Thing
That We Could Achieve
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 [x4]

My World Is Getting Smaller Everyday
(And That's Ok)
[repeat Fade Out]