Getting Smaller
Nine Inch Nails
With Teeth (2005)

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 gotta 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 or take it away
i just behave and obey
i'm afraid i'm starting to fade away

uh huh

i kind of seep thru the cracks
when i press up at 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 the--- mmm... i can beat myself up

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 or take it away
i just behave and obey
i'm afraid i'm starting to fade away

hey, for what it is worth
i really used to believe
that maybe there's some great thing
that you can achieve
and now i cant tell the difference
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 every day, (hey, hey, hey, hey)
and that's okay
my world is getting smaller every day, (hey, hey, hey, hey)
and i say
my love is getting smaller every day, (hey, hey, hey, hey)
and that's okay
my world is getting smaller every day, (hey, hey, hey, hey)
and that's okay