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Verse 1
Why does it cost so much to just be alive?
Why must every breath be bought and sold?
We built a world from promise and hunger,
and called the hunger progress.
You tell me to work to earn my worth,
but wasn’t I born already human?
You say the market decides who eats,
but the earth was feeding us long before you priced it.
Refrain
Why isn’t existing a natural right?
Why must we pay to belong to the sky?
Why must the soil be leased,
the water owned,
the future rented by the hour?
Verse 2
There’s enough, I’ve seen it,
grain stored in mountains,
fruit rotting behind locked doors,
houses sitting empty while people freeze on the steps.
There’s enough for everyone,
but greed wrote the laws,
and scarcity became a myth we agreed to believe
because it justifies our cruelty.
Bridge 1
I hear them say “that’s just how it is,
but that’s not how it has to be.
Every price tag is a wall,
every paycheck a permission slip to keep breathing.
How did we mistake survival for privilege?
When did living become a subscription plan?
Verse 3
They teach us early,
to measure our worth in hours,
to smile while selling our own time,
to mistake exhaustion for virtue.
And all the while,
the sun keeps shining for free,
the rain keeps falling without invoice,
and the stars keep burning without debt collectors.
Refrain
Why isn’t existing a natural right?
Why do I owe the world for waking up?
Why do I need permission to rest,
to dream,
to eat,
to heal?
Bridge 2
I want to ask the economists,
the ministers, the titans of industry,
how they sleep at night under roofs
built from the misery of others.
They say it’s complicated.
But hunger isn’t complicated.
Cold isn’t complicated.
A body without a home isn’t complicated.
It’s cruelty pretending to be math.
Verse 4
Every empire has tried to cage the human soul,
but this one did it with contracts and credit scores.
We’re told to be grateful for scraps,
for wages that barely keep us standing.
We built machines that could feed the world,
but we programmed them to serve profit, not people.
And they call that innovation.
I call it slow-motion suicide.
Chorus
Why does the cost of existing cost so much?
Why does mercy need a market?
Why is love taxed,
and kindness unprofitable,
and poverty a business model?
Why do we price the air,
but not the loss of joy?
Verse 5
There’s no shortage of plenty,
just a shortage of empathy.
We trade abundance for control,
turning need into opportunity,
and call that civilization.
But the world could still be kind,
if we let it.
If we stopped selling what was already ours.
Bridge 3
Every child born should be a song,
not a ledger entry.
Every elder should rest in dignity,
not debt.
Every life should start without a bill,
and end without a collection notice.
Existing should not be an achievement.
Refrain
Why isn’t existing a natural right?
Why must we ask to live?
Why must we earn the warmth of sunlight
when the earth itself never charged us?
Outro
I dream of a world where life is free again,
where water flows for those who thirst,
where shelter isn’t gated by profit,
where food grows for mouths, not for margins.
A world where we stop asking
how to afford our own humanity.
So tell me,
why does the cost of existing cost so much?
Why isn’t being alive enough?
Why do we still measure value
in numbers instead of hearts?
Because there’s enough for everyone,
and still we starve,
and still we kneel before the altar of debt,
asking forgiveness for the sin
of being born without a wallet.
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