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