These Hills (Instrumental)
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
In this land of make believe
I outran the murder scene
But it still comes back to me
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
In this land of make believe
I outran the murder scene
But it still comes back to me
Used to wile out, but now you can't face it
Using your faith to keep you complacent
You say you've changed, but everything's fake
I guess some things stay the same (Oh oh)
I don't need a reason
I just need peace, girl you can keep the peace sign
But Imma meet you at the bottom (Imma meet you at the bottom, baby)
Everything will be fine
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
In this land of make believe
I outran the murder scene
But it still comes back to me
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
In this land of make believe
I outran the murder scene
But it still comes back to me
I'm running in place, running out of time
Feeling out of place, I'm feeling out my mind
I'm covered in stains I thought I left behind
But everything's the same, I should have never tried
I'm running in place, running out of time
Feeling out of place, I'm feeling out my mind
I'm covered in stains I thought I left behind
But everything is fake, I should have stayed inside
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
In this land of make believe
I outran the murder scene
But it still comes back to me
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
In this land of make believe
I outran the murder scene
But it still comes back to me
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
In this land of make believe
I outran the murder scene
But it still comes back to me
Used to wile out, but now you can't face it
Using your faith to keep you complacent
You say you've changed, but everything's fake
I guess some things stay the same (Oh oh)
I don't need a reason
I just need peace, girl you can keep the peace sign
But Imma meet you at the bottom (Imma meet you at the bottom, baby)
Everything will be fine
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
In this land of make believe
I outran the murder scene
But it still comes back to me
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
In this land of make believe
I outran the murder scene
But it still comes back to me
I'm running in place, running out of time
Feeling out of place, I'm feeling out my mind
I'm covered in stains I thought I left behind
But everything's the same, I should have never tried
I'm running in place, running out of time
Feeling out of place, I'm feeling out my mind
I'm covered in stains I thought I left behind
But everything is fake, I should have stayed inside
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
In this land of make believe
I outran the murder scene
But it still comes back to me
If these hills could talk, they'd scream
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Writer(s): Jonah Wolf
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