Time To Pretend Medium

by MGMT

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

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

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

You man the island
And the cocaine and the elegant 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 what else can we do
Get jobs in offices
And wake up for the commute

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

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

I'll miss the of my mother
And the of the world

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

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

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

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

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

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