Mgmt Time To Pretend Lyrics

Time To Pretend Lyrics

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

Let's
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 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 about our
mothers 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 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 boredem and the freedom and
the time spent alone.



But there's really nothing, nothing we can
do

Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.

The
models will have children, we'll get a divorce

We'll find some more
models, everyting must run it's course.



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

We were fated to pretend

To pretend

We're fated to pretend

To pretend



Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah