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