God damn this feeling I feel i'm right And the world is fucked 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