Time To Pretend
MGMT
GI'm feelin rough I'm feelin raw I'm in the prime of my
Dlife
DLet's make some music make some Gmoney find some models for Dwives.
DI'll move to Paris, shoot some Gheroin and fuck with the Dstars.
DYou man the island and the Gcocaine and the elegant Dcars.
GThis is our decision to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some Dsus2fun
GYeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do?
Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning Dsus2commute?
AForget about our mothers and our F#mfriends.
We were Gfated Ato preDtend.
Gto preDtend.
We were Gfated to preDtend.
Gto preDtend.
DI'll miss the playgrounds and the Ganimals and digging up Dworms.
DI'll miss the comfort of my Gmother and the weight of the Dworld.
DI'll miss my sister, miss my Gfather, miss my dog and my Dhome.
DYeah I'll miss the boredom and the Gfreedom and the time spent Dalone.
GBut there is really nothing, nothing we can do.
Love must be forgotten. Life can always start up Dsus2anew.
GThe models will have children, we'll get a divorce,
we'll find some more models, Everything must run its Dsus2course.
AWe'll choke on our vomit and that will be the F#mend.
We were Gfated Ato preDtend.
Gto preDtend.
We were Gfated to preDtend.
Gto preDtend.
and so it goes
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