Better Than a Country at War, Perhaps

Neither my husband nor I drink alcohol, smoke, eat out, or wear makeup; we have lived modestly. Of course, we have worked diligently without (days off) except for injuries or illnesses, acquiring many licenses and working tirelessly.
However, my husband, being over 72, still cannot live on his pension alone (as we live in a high-rise apartment in Tokyo's 23 wards) and continues to work. I, at 68, also contribute modestly by doing telework.
We used to live in a detached house, but it was broken into 17 times, requiring SECOM and the police to respond. Now, for safety, we live in a high-security high-rise apartment.
Even so, taxes are too high, over 45% of our income, and on top of that, our pension has been reduced and is too little.
Care insurance premiums and other deductions are increasingly taken from our pension, and with such political instability, I am worried about how long I can physically continue to work.
At the very least, I want to secure our rent, but if a war were to break out, it would be the end of everything. So, I created this song thinking, "Perhaps it's better than a country at war."