“Paying Rent to Breathe” [Verse 1] They paved the sky with invoices Put a meter on the rain Every doorway’s got a toll booth Every breath’s a little pain Applications fees like scratch-offs Hope costs twenty just to try Background checks to prove you’re human Credit scores to justify [Pre-Chorus] They say “work harder, just be patient” Like patience pays the light But the math don’t math in daytime And it sure don’t work at night [Chorus] Why are we paying rent to live on a planet? Why’s survival marked up, signed, and scanned? First, last, deposit, your dignity pending Three times the wage just to stand on the land We didn’t break the world, we were born in the wreckage Now they charge us interest to barely exist This isn’t living, it’s slow-motion ransom Pay to breathe, or be erased from the list [Verse 2] Old trailers dressed up as castles Cracks in the walls called “charm” A thousand bucks for mold and silence Safety sold as a luxury arm They criminalize the suffering Then sell sympathy by the pound Build fences where homes should be Sweep the humans off the ground [Pre-Chorus] Empty houses, full portfolios The Keys rotting in a drawer While tents become the evidence Of who this system’s for [Chorus] Why are we paying rent to live on our planet? Who sold the dirt, who signed the sea? Landlords playing god with leases Inflation eating what’s left of me They call it fair market, call it fair play Call it “just how it goes” when hope goes away Funny how the rules feel sacred When you’re rich enough to own the streets And people left to suffrage At fault when ends don’t meet. [Bridge (spoken / half-sung)] Stop blaming the poor. This isn’t laziness. This isn’t failure. This is extraction with a smile. This is turning shelter into a gamble And calling despair a personal flaw. You can’t budget your way out of a burning house When the fire’s owned by someone else. [Breakdown] Work ‘til you’re hollow Pay ‘til you’re numb They want quiet, grateful, desperate ones But hunger remembers some The Cold definitely learns names And history is apathetic to shame [Final Chorus] We’re done paying rent to live on a planet Done begging permission to stay alive Homes are not prizes Land is not profit And breathing is not a crime You can evict our bodies But not the truth Not the rage that learned how to sing We are not the problem you labeled We’re the reckoning The world remembers The soil keeps score You can’t own forever You can’t block the door Yeah, we are paying rent just to breathe But we have nowhere else to go and cannot leave….