Do you wanna know what the middle looks like
Do you really wanna know how the little looks up to the stereotype
The little lives up to the stereotype

It’s a fixed fight
Florescent light
The price is right
For an appetite
Satisfied by sight and convenience
Standards tampered by our lenience

Do you wanna know what the middle looks like
Do you really wanna know how the little looks up to the stereotype
The little lives up to the stereotype
Do you wanna know what the middle looks like
Do you really wanna know how the little looks up to the stereotype
The little lives up to the stereotype

It’s a butter knife
A way of life
Light turns green
Impersonal dream
Intervened by thought of what you bought
Samples scrambled for their parking spot

Do you know where you are
It’s hard to say
Do you know
Where you were ten minutes ago
Do you know where you parked your car
In every picture frame
It’s always the same

It boggles my mind that you don’t seem to care enough
It boggles my mind that you don’t seem to care so much

Do you wanna know what the middle looks like
Do you really wanna know how the little looks up to the stereotype
The little lives up to the stereotype
Do you wanna know what the middle looks like
Do you really wanna know how the little looks up to the stereotype
The little lives up to the stereotype

Mediocrity
Suburbia
A murderer of people like me

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