The Hills

Typical complaining 'bout a miracle And 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, 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, 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 They always When you don't belong The hills will know It's visible, you don't belong here