Our relationship is like a ride at a state fare
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Give it few more weeks and it wont be there
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It's meant to be taken down
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It's meant to be torn apart
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And honestly we both knew that from the start
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But like a ride up high on a Ferris Wheel
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It aint wrong to feel like you can fly
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Knowing that you'll come back down
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At the end of the ride
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Our relationship is like a burning star, I guess..
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And once our time runs out there will be nothing left
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It's meant to shed its light, and its meant to some day die.
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And honestly we both know that tonight is that night
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But like a shooting star in a valid sky
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It aint wrong to stop and to smile
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Even though you just witnessed its demise.
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Ferris Wheel
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| Chase Coy |
