I'm not surprised, I'm a little terrified
I'm sure not relieved, like I bravely believed...
That I would be
All that I know, is I was let go
I was laid off, told to f*ck off
You're no longer needed
Mostly just numb, left with some crumbs
My family is young, they look up to me
I'm the provider
Oh Provider
Who's the slave who's the master
It beautiful until it ends
Then ya find our who's ya friends
Who gets it soft, who's got it hard
Who's holding all the cards
So cruel and so swift, good men set adrift
Just names on a list, that a corporate fist
Will squash like a spider
Just 6 months ago, before it got slow
They told one and all, we never can fall
Just trust in your leaders
But their plans were just bets, that seemed to forget
That the price of a bust, Is years of mistrust
Your ideas are empty
Empty, Oh so empty
Talk is cheap, in years of plenty
It beautiful until it ends
Then ya find our who's ya friends
Who gets it soft, who's got it hard
Who's holding all the cards