I miss all the movement
Running towards a great descent
Seeing your face, seeing my death
It won't take long
I miss all of the movement, what we're doing stationary
I miss all of the movement, what we're doing stationary
I don't know
I miss all of the movement, what we're doing stationary
I don't know
All the movement, nostalgic, I am thinking
That I don't wanna, but know that I'm gonna' run
Run on highways, I should run on highways
Thrown towards the exits, the air acts like pillows
I don't wanna, but know that I'm gonna
Feel all these feelings, so many many feelings
Why I oughta, I really might just oughta
Be beneath the spotlight, projected like the moonlight
Are you filming? You better not be filming
Why are you filming? Exploit some other reasons
Time for substance, I really need some substance
No, I don't wanna, but know that I'm gonna rot
Rot on highways, like teenagers with nightmares
Almost finished, I swear I'm almost finished
