Middle Of The Map Lyrics

I'm finding myself lost in my own library.
The books I use to read all now seem so unfamiliar.
Now I've realized not even literature can save me
anymore.

I'm finding myself bored in my own city.
The friends I use to see got caught up living their lives.
Beer caps and scabs; old cigarettes once lit are burning
up.

This midwest town in the middle of the map will soon fade
out.
Discarded, forgotten.

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