The Hills

Typical

Complaining 'bout a miracle

When I'm sad to say, "I'm here" (Here, here)

It's unclear (Clear, clear)

Why I'm devastated

Broken is the understatement

Of this whole year (Of this whole year)

I disappear

But when I'm gone (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? (Home)

In a room that you've outgrown

Scrubbing at the writing on the walls (Walls, walls)

Everybody's been there

So you try your best to leave (Leave)

I was told the grass is greener

But it's just a fantasy it seems

When I'm gone (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

The hill will—

When you don't belong, the hills will know

It's visible you don't belong here