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 I'm  rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
 Let's make some music, make some  find some models for wives.
 I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and f**k  the stars.
 You man the  and the cocaine and the elegant cars.
 
 This is our decision, to live fast and die 
 We've got the vision, now let's  some fun.
 Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can  do.
 Get jobs in offices, and wake up for  morning commute.
 
 Forget about our mothers and  friends
 We're fated to 
 To pretend
 We're  to pretend
 To pretend
 
 I'll  the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
  miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
 I'll miss my sister, miss my  miss my dog and my home
 Yeah, I'll miss the boredem and the freedom and the  spent alone.
 
 There's really nothing, nothing we can 
 Love must be forgotten, life can always start  anew.
 The  will have children, we'll get a divorce
  find some more models, everyting must run it's course.
 
 We'll choke on  vomit and that will be the end
 We were  to pretend
 To pretend
 We're fated to 
 To pretend
 
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
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