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Houses in the hills
One day I'll pay the bills
If I could burn money like I could burn weed
Then writing wouldn't be much of a need .
Being mad at society , living with anxiety wouldn't be a problem
Because even tho money ain't gon fix the problem
It's good enough to patch it , hide it , and prevent it .
If I was born in a family where a million dollars was a small loan
I wouldn't  worry about my momma breaking a single bone
Dropping a single sweat or tear
Everyday would be like happy new year
New property , more Liberty , and less anxiety

Houses in the hills , it's just a dream
Popping more pills , that's like my scheme .
Stomach tied in knots , my heart shattered , it rots .
Houses in the hills , it's just a dream
Anxiety kills , God took my all star team

I have to hold myself back from crying
I'm ready to scream 'world I'm tired of trying !"
My hope is dying , I'm barely surviving .
I want to cry and scream father why did you have to fly ?
Did grandma , grandpa , or uncle call you up there ?
Tell me why you had to leave when you knew they could wait for you up there
And now every time I want to scream goal and hug you , you're nowhere near
Father , please help me lose this fear
In where I feel like the end is near .
I feel like it's a lonely year . "

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