Time To Pretend lyrics Mgmt

Time To Pretend Lyrics

Mgmt

Im feeling rough I"m feeling raw
I'm in the prime of my life
lets make some music make some
money find 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 fast and die young
we've got the vision
now lets 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 about our mothers and our friends
we're fated to pretend

i'll miss the playgrounds
and the animals and digging up worms
i'll miss the comfort of my mother and
the weight of the world
i'll miss my sister miss my father
miss my dog and my home
yeah i'll miss the boredom and the freedom
and the time spent alone

but there is really nothing,
nothing we can do
love must be forgotten
life can always start off anew

the models 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
that will be the end
we we're fated to pretend