Time To Pretend Medium

by MGMT

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

Let's make some music, 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 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 morning commute

Forget 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 up worms

I'll the comfort 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 alone

But there is really nothing
we can do
Love be forgotten
can always start up anew

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

We'll choke on our vomit
And 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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