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I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw
I'm in the of my life
Let's make music, make some money
Find some models for wives
I'll to Paris
Shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars
You man the island
And the and the elegant cars
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 mothers and our friends
We're to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals
And up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother
And the of the world
I'll my sister, miss my father
Miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom
And the spent alone
But there is really nothing
Nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten
can always start up anew
The will have children
We'll get a divorce
We'll some more 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
I'm in the of my life
Let's make music, make some money
Find some models for wives
I'll to Paris
Shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars
You man the island
And the and the elegant cars
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 mothers and our friends
We're to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals
And up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother
And the of the world
I'll my sister, miss my father
Miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom
And the spent alone
But there is really nothing
Nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten
can always start up anew
The will have children
We'll get a divorce
We'll some more 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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