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