Prompt / Lyrics
Verse 1 There’s a tightness in my chest these days When I hear them speak in polished ways “Just a shift in policy” Yeah — not for you and me Another rate goes climbing high Another “temporary” lie They say the system’s working fine Must be nice on their side ⸻ Pre-Chorus They don’t feel the strain They don’t see the cracks They don’t sit at tables Where the numbers don’t add back ⸻ 🔥 Chorus They’re counting their gold While we’re counting our breath Trying to stay afloat With a boot on our chest They call it growth We call it getting old They’re counting gold ⸻ Verse 2 Mum’s cutting corners at the store Dad’s picking up one shift more Kids don’t see it yet But they feel the stress They raise the rates and call it smart Like numbers ain’t tied to a heart They’ll never know the fear Of losing what you built for years ⸻ Pre-Chorus They don’t hear the prayers In the dark at night They don’t see the man Trying not to break in front of his wife ⸻ 🔥 Chorus They’re counting their gold While we’re counting our breath Trying to stay afloat With a boot on our chest They call it business We call it control They’re counting gold ⸻ 🔥 CHANT SECTION (crowd stomping beat) (Drums drop to stomp-clap rhythm) Hey! Who’s it for? — Not us! Hey! Who pays more? — We do! Hey! Who gets rich? — They do! Hey! Who stands tall? — We do! We do! We do! We do! ⸻ Bridge (sharp soul, gritty) But listen close — We ain’t broken Just bent We ain’t silent Just spent You can own the banks You can own the loans But you don’t own Our backbone ⸻ Final Chorus (bigger, anthemic) They’re counting their gold While we’re counting our strength Still standing up Still giving our best You can raise the walls You can tighten control But you’ll never own Our soul
Tags
aggressive rock, emotional acoustic, stomp, clap, gritty vocals, chanting, footstomping, swagger, crowd changing, male
Duration
3:16
Instrumental
No
Created
2/24/2026