Texty:
A Day At The Fair Who You Guna Believe Me Or Your Lying Eyes

I don't feel a thing. Who do you trust in believing, me or you're lying eyes? You're arms will break me, and you're head will keep you where you are,

feel a thing, Who do you trust in believing, me or your lying eyes? (Hey) Give me the words, you took as promises, (Hey) Look in my eyes, stop asking them questions, What you