🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Time To Pretend - MGMT

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