Bills bills bills
Why did we make this deal?
Responsible for all our ills
It gets a thrill from trying steal
And kill, all our feels
Oh the chill!
Where is our zeal?
Bills bills bills
It always seems like an upward hill
Working us like a mill
Just to afford a meal
The choice between the blue pill
Or the red pill
When will we break this seal?
And hopefully, finally start to heal
Till then, Love whispers... Be still.
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