God damn this feeling
I feel I'm right and the world is f**ed up
And prey for me 'cause calling my name won't find me
A follower follows 'cause he can't see where he's going
Our lungs are black our hearts are gold
I'm sorry stranger but my hearts not sold
Hope is over the hill
If I could find an explanation you know I'd throw it in your face
A formal demonstration, to put you in your place
I tried to see what you see
But it all came back to me
I can see but I can't believe
I can see but I can't believe the thought of being wrong
It's how I am
Lord knows I'm trying, we'll make our own way home
I can see but I can't believe
Our lungs are black
Our hearts are gold
Hope is over the hill