The Hills - Rachel Chinouriri

Composed by：Aaron Shadrow/Rachel Chinouriri

Produced by：Aaron Shadrow/Rich Turvey

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

When I'm gone

Gone with the wind

Pulling the skin off my bones

Coz 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

Coz 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