Time to Pretend

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

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

I'll move to Paris, the heroin and 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 what can we do?

Get jobs, wake up commute?

Forget about our mothers and our friends

We're fated to pretend

We're fated to pretend

I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and worms

I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the world

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

I'll miss the boredom, the freedom, alone.

But there is nothing, nothing we can do

Love forgotten, life starts anew

Models, children, we'll divorce

We'll find more, everything run, it's course

We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end

We're fated to pretend

We're fated to pretend

We're fated to pretend

Fated to pretend

Fated to pretend

Fated to pretend