Lyrics
[Intro]
You ever notice how they sold you the American Dream
but charged you a subscription fee you can't afford to keep?
[Verse 1]
Wake up at five, the alarm don't ask permission,
grind sixty hours, that's not a job, that's a religion,
the landlord raised it again — called it inflation,
the boss called it opportunity, I call it predation,
studio apartment, splitting walls with a stranger,
posted "looking for roommate" like a financial hostage ranger,
government takes the first slice before you even see the plate,
insurance? yeah, that's cute — I'll negotiate with fate,
cough through Monday, work through Tuesday with a fever,
can't afford the clinic so I Google "home reliever,"
the hospital bill arrives six months after the visit,
I threw it in the trash — that's my financial pivot,
ate generic cereal for dinner three times running,
found a coupon in a Facebook group, thought that was stunning,
the charity line was long but hey the line moves fast,
in the greatest country in the world — I'll try to make it last,
[Chorus]
They sold the country, kept the deed,
we work the land, they plant the seed,
rent is due and the tank is dry,
we're the engine, they're the guys who fly,
rent is due — (rent is due)
rent is due — (can't pay it)
built the whole damn thing with our hands,
now we beg for access to our own promised lands
[Verse 2]
She's looking for a boyfriend not for love but for the lease,
split the groceries down the middle, that's the modern masterpiece,
they turned connection into logistics, romance into math,
you need a co-signer for your feelings on this path,
buy the cheap brand, skip the brand name, check the date,
expired coupon, long line, still grateful — isn't that great?
no dental in the plan, so you smile with your mouth closed,
no mental health coverage but hey, at least you've got nice clothes — you don't,
the city charges entry now, the culture costs a fee,
the park has parking meters, even breathing isn't free,
they packaged up the sunsets, sold them back as content,
influencers sold the lifestyle, banks collected the rent,
you're the product, you're the market, you're the consumer and the sold,
you clock in, you clock out, and then you're dead — that's the model,
they give you forty years of grind and a plaque on the wall,
then they hire someone cheaper in the spring — that's the call,
[Bridge]
Let me paint the picture slow so it lands right —
thirty-two, two jobs, no savings, splitting rent with someone you met online,
you make too much for aid, too little for life,
the system isn't broken, it's working exactly as designed,
you're not falling through the cracks — you are the cracks,
you're the margin in their spreadsheet,
you're the rounding error they redact
[Chorus]
They sold the country, kept the deed,
we work the land, they plant the seed,
rent is due and the tank is dry,
we're the engine, they're the guys who fly,
rent is due — (rent is due)
rent is due — (can't pay it)
built the whole damn thing with our hands,
now we beg for access to our own promised lands
[Outro]
Land of the free — (free with purchase)
home of the brave — (brave enough to starve)
liberty and justice — (processing fee applies)
for all — (terms and conditions may vary)
