| If life is a carnival,
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| Can I stay here a while
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| Nemesis rose,
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| And I feel I’m about to go down,
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| About to go down,
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| If love is a Ferris wheel,
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| Can I see how I feel,
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| She’s taking me up but she don’t even care to go down,
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| Care to go down,
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| Oh my friends we landed in December,
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| Creating something for you to remember,
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| The rushes were made, and music was saved
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| One two three she’s riding up to heaven
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| Four five six I’m wired up to eleven,
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| The rushes were made, and music was saved
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| Back on the ground again,
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| Excuses are wearing thin,
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| They came with a bang but they’re out with a whimper for now,
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| Losing it now.
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| Remember when I was young,
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| Trying to be someone,
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| A boy on his heels,
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| I was never the talk of the town,
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| Look at me now.
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| Oh my friends we landed in December,
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| Creating something for you to remember,
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| The rushes were made, and music was saved.
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| One two three she’s riding up to heaven
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| Four five six I’m wired up to eleven,
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| The rushes were made, and music was saved
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| Oh my friends we landed in December,
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| Creating something for you to remember,
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| The rushes were made, and music was saved
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| One two three she’s riding up to heaven
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| Four five six I’m wired up to eleven,
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| The rushes were made and music was saved,
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| Music was saved. |