Lyrics

[intro, spoken, male1] "Here we stand, at the crossroads of chance and fate, In the heart of a city that never sleeps, but always takes." [verse, male1] I’m counting coins on the kitchen floor, Faded dreams piled up by the door. The clock ticks like a warning sign, As I realize, the rent is too damn high. [chorus, group] The rent is too damn high, Can’t catch a break no matter how I try. City lights, they bleed me dry, Underneath this broken sky, the rent is too damn high. [verse, male1] Letters stacked, they scream in red, Another month, I'm filled with dread. Every night, a lonesome sigh, Echoes round, cause the rent is too damn high. [bridge, male1] [spoken]"And what do you do, when it’s all stacked against you? You fight, you cry, or maybe you just ask why." [chorus, group] The rent is too damn high, Can’t catch a break no matter how I try. [outro, male1] I play these blues to keep the night at bay, A song of survival, in a world that won’t pay. Yet here I stand, a man not shy, Raising my voice, 'cause the rent is too damn high.