price of living
club, trap, reggae
price of living
club, trap, reggae
Lyrics
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TITLE: Price of Living
ARTIST: sweetZombieJebus
STYLE: Pop Dance, Electronic Bass, Upbeat Synths
MOOD: Emotional, Uplifting, Realistic
TEMPO: 122 BPM
KEY: B Minor
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<INSTRUMENTS>
DRUMS: Driving four-on-the-floor club beat, crisp hi-hats
SYNTH: Bright arpeggiated chords with shimmering layers
BASS: Warm electronic sub-bass with sidechain compression
VOCALS: Energetic, emotional male vocals with light vocoder backing
FX: Filter sweeps, echo tails, and reverb transitions
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<STRUCTURE>
INTRO: Club beat with rising synth layers — sets tone
VERSE 1: Honest reflection on the past, light groove under vocals
PRE-CHORUS: Builds tension with minimal beat, thoughtful delivery
CHORUS: Full production kicks in — emotional but catchy and danceable
VERSE 2: Modern frustrations with nostalgic comparisons
BRIDGE: Slower section — introspective, synth break with melancholy
FINAL CHORUS: Anthemic and powerful — layered vocals and higher energy
OUTRO: Echo fade on last phrase — introspective ending
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<LYRICS>
INTRO
We used to dream in hand-me-downs
Now we're treading water so we don't fall down
VERSE 1
Mama stretched every dollar with love
No AC, but warmth from above
These days, coins don’t go as far
Rent’s a weight, and dreams feel scarred
PRE-CHORUS
Gold on the surface, pressure underneath
Three jobs deep, still can't breathe
They say it's all about your frame of mind
But the numbers don't always align
CHORUS
Money won’t bring happiness
But it quiets some of the stress
Trying to stay calm in the chaos we keep
Dressed in debt, counting lost sleep
No, money won’t bring happiness
But it keeps you from the edge
We were raised on little, yet found peace
Now joy comes with late fees
VERSE 2
We ran through streets and found our play
Now the kids just scroll the day away
Groceries cost more than what we earn
And our minutes are traded for returns
BRIDGE
We had less, but somehow more
Now we rent what we can’t afford
Simple joys feel like luxury
What's the cost of feeling free?
FINAL CHORUS
Money won’t bring happiness
But it softens some of the weight
We used to laugh in secondhand clothes
Now we budget for food and loans
No, money won’t bring happiness
But it helps us patch the cracks
We were poor but felt complete
Now we hustle just to make ends meet
OUTRO
Money can’t buy it...
But we still chase it...
What’s the price of living?
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