Nine Inch Nails - 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've got my arms that flip flop flip flop flip

I got my head on 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

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

My world is getting smaller everyday

Hey hey hey hey, and that's okay