Time to Pretend (feat. Dave Nellessen)

I'm feelin' rough

I'm feelin' 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 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 up anew

The models will have children

We'll get a divorce

We'll find some more models

Everything must run its 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

I said yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

I said yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah