this weighs heavy like my heart how long will my dreams and reality stay apart? these walls are closing in , my skies are growing dark searching through the endless black, cause that’s where i’ll find the stars why is my heart not beating? why are my hands not feeling? my lungs are clearly breathing i’m leaving, i’m leaving i’m going through these exit wounds after thinking this through, i’ve decided i would rather chase the moon these are my exit wounds, leaving me , leaving you