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Text: Kinks. (A) Face In The Crowd.

I've gotta stop faking it
I've gotta start facing it
I'm gonna take my final bow
Then I'm gonna take my place in the crowd
I know I'll get used to it
I've gotta stop acting like a clown

I've gotta start facing up to what I really am
I've got to realize l'm just an ordinary man
I think that I'll just settle down
And take my place in the crowd
I don't want to lie to myself any more

Am I just a face in the crowd? Is that all I'll ever be?
I don't want to be anything that isn't really me
Mister, can you tell me who I am?
Do you think I stand out?
Or am I just a face in the crowd?

Mister, can you tell me who I am?
Do you think I stand out?
Or am I just a face in the crowd?