Made in the Hills

[ Lyrics ]

Made in the hills — where secrets live.

Made in the hills — I’m not who I was.

Walked in with questions, eyes wide, heart tucked low,
You taught me silence speaks louder than vows, I know.
No name tags, no handshakes — just a glance and a nod,
Now I move like the floor knows the weight of my thoughts.
I used to watch from the edge, bare feet on cold tile,
Now the room stills when I walk down the aisle.
You gave me rules like a gift wrapped in flame,
Now I wear them like diamonds, no guilt, just fame.

The girl I was begged to stay, she would’ve apologized.
Now I wear my spine like silk, and my pride’s electrified.
No more apologies for wanting what’s mine —
I rewired the voltage, rewrote the design.

Made in the hills — where shadows behave,
Where power’s a language I learned from a slave… of love.
Made in the hills — refined by the night,
Now I hold the matches, now I own the light.

Remember the way I trembled when you turned off the sound?
Now I speak in the stillness, make the walls bow down.
The rules you wrote in candlelight, I rewrote in gold,
Turned your discipline into art, turned your touch into soul.
I don’t need permission — the code’s in my veins,
Your world was a mirror, now the glass bears my name.
Not your creation — your equal in flame,
Same fire, new channel, same game, new frame.

The girl you contained thought she’d break under weight.
Now I thrive in the pressure, I bloom in the wait.
Not your student, not your muse — not your myth, not your lie.
I’m the truth you invited in — and couldn’t deny.

Made in the hills — where shadows behave,
Where power’s a language I learned, then became.
Made in the hills — refined by the night,
Now I hold the matches, now I own the light.

This isn’t surrender — it’s symmetry.
You didn’t break me — you revealed me.
Every boundary, every wall,
Just showed me where I could crawl… out stronger.

Made in the hills — where secrets still breathe,
But now I’m the ghost in the gown you can’t leave.
Made in the hills — not shaped, not subdued,
I was burned in the fire, and the fire was good.
Now I hold the matches, now I own the light —
Yeah, I own the light.

Made in the hills… 
Where secrets live… 
And I’m home.