The Hills

Typical
Complaining bout a miracle
And I'm sad to say I'm here
It’s unclear

Why I'm devastated
Broken is the understatement of this whole year
I disappear

But when I'm gone
Gone with the wind
Pulling the skin off my bones
'Cause deep from within
This place that I'm in
Is never ending

When you don’t belong
The hills will know
It’s visible you don’t belong here
Long way down the road
From the hill I know
Invisible
My weakness

Have you ever noticed
That your house don’t feel like home
In a room that you’ve outgrown
Scrubbing at the writing on the walls?
Everybody’s been there
So you try your best to leave
I was told the grass is greener
But it’s just a fantasy, it seems

When I'm gone
Gone with the wind
Pulling the skin off my bones
'Cause deep from within
This place that I'm in
Is never ending

When you don’t belong
The hills will know
It’s visible you don’t belong here
Long way down the road
From the hill I know
Invisible
My weakness

The hills will know
The hills will know

They always

When you don’t belong
The hills will know
It’s visible you don’t belong here