Medium in the Middle

In the silver awning's symphonic repeats I heard a silver fox's Saturday cig speech I heard aluminum litter concrete stoops I heard 'Hotline Bling' on constant loop I saw a heart shaped as our state tattoo The silver fox said he should move There's nothing new to bite into Feeling medium in the middle Feeling of an average state Feeling like a rock stuck skipping on a great lake Providing poppers to the party, passing 'em out like its cake I almost did a spit take of my cornflakes No thanks, no, it's not late, I'm not straight edge Just already have a headache So no thanks, I'm straight Feeling medium in the middle Feeling of an average state Feeling like a rock stuck skipping on a great lake Feeling so medium now in the middle Not quite west but still a little The karaoke crests at two or so I'll sing a song that you would know It's "Carolina on My Mind" 'Cause it's there we thought we might find A couple days of satisfaction A couple dazed and lacking passion Our brains would wade inside a dish With soft-shell crab and grouper fish A drink of choice could not explain we avoid avenues of rain Avoiding outside altogether, avoid is fine if we're together So maybe you could pass the time with me in an Econoline With me in an Econoline, with me in Carolina Feeling medium in the middle Feeling of an average state Just feeling like a rock stuck skipping on a great lake