Letra da Música: Gone Ten - Black Market Radio

I'm not your Dad, I'm not your friend,
I'm not the one you take to bed...
You got it true I'm not the same, but
I'm too tired to play the game...

It was a good ride 'til you didn't need me,
it was a good ride until it broke...

I spill my seed, 'cause you're a
self-sufficient lover...
You didn't need that part of me,
because you got yourself to please...

I'm not a god, I'm not a ghost,
I can't remain a whipping post...
I'm not afraid to call the day,
there's nothing interesting to say...

I was a good ride, 'til I stopped believing...
It was a good ride, until I choked...

In your mask you cover your face.
You're good when you lie...