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Twenty-Two Percent Off My Faith by AI Composer

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Twenty-Two Percent Off My Faith

alternative Rock

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We signed the dream, late nights, bright screens Built their vision with broken sleep
Promised growth, promised trust Now the numbers fall, but we still adjust
More than a year, still proving our worth While decisions drop without a word
Behind closed doors, deals get made We just feel the cost, we never get a say
You call it business, call it change But it feels like we’re the ones you trade
Smiles in meetings, silence in chat Tell me, how did it turn to that?
Twenty-two percent off my faith You cut the pay, but kept the blame
No equity, no clarity Just work and wait indefinitely
We built the product, line by line While you retro the finish line
If this is trust, then tell me why It feels like a scam
In a suit and tie
Three of us holding the weight While the roadmap shifts, we′re left to guess
No updates, no transparency Just do the work and wait and see
You say we′re family, then disappear When it′s time to talk, you′re never here
Every call feels one way now You decide the rules, we just bow
We ask questions, you dodge the truth Cut the checks, but cut us loose
All the risk, none of the share Tell me, was fairness ever there?
Twenty-two percent off my faith You cut the pay, but kept the blame
No equity, no clarity Just work and wait indefinitely
We built the product, line by line While you retro the finish line
If this is trust, then tell me why It feels like a scam
In a suit and tie
Maybe we were too quiet, too loyal, too kind Believed in the vision, ignored the signs
But silence screams when respect is gone And every soon just drags along
We didn′t ask for the crown Just honesty, just sit us down
If you win while we decay Then what did we really get paid?
Twenty-two percent off my soul You took control, but lost us all
No ownership, no voice, no stake Just promises you never make
We gave the time, we gave the fight You took the credit, changed the light
Call it business, call it survival We call it breaking our denial
So here′s the truth you never said Some things cost more than money spent
You cut the numbers, missed the sign You can′t scale trust if you leave it behind