Time To Pretend Medium

by MGMT

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I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw
I'm in the prime of my life

Let's some music, make money
Find some models for wives

I'll move to Paris
Shoot some heroin and fuck the stars

You man the island
And the cocaine and the cars

This is our decision
To live fast and die young
We've got the vision
Now let's have some fun

Yeah, it's overwhelming
But else can we do
Get jobs in offices
And wake up for the morning commute

about our and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend

I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals
And digging up worms

I'll the comfort of my mother
And the weight of the world

I'll miss my sister, my father
my dog and my home

Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom
And the time spent alone

But is really nothing
Nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten
Life can always start up anew

The will have children
We'll get a divorce
We'll find more models
Everything run it's course

We'll on our vomit
And that will be the end
We were to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
I said yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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