I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm inthe prime of mylife. Let's make some music,makesomemoney,find some modelsforwives. I'llmovetoParis, shootsomeheroin,andfuckwiththe stars. Youmanthe island and the cocaine and theelegant cars. Thisis our decision, to live fast and die young. We've gotthe vision, now let's have somefun. Yeah, it's overwhelming, butwhat else can we do. Get jobs inoffices,andwake upforthemorningcommute. Forgetaboutour mothers andourfriends We'refatedtopretend To pretend We're fatedtopretend To pretend
I'll miss theplaygrounds 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 myfather,miss mydog andmy home Yeah,I'll missthe boredom andthe freedomandthetimespent alone.
There'sreallynothing,nothingwecando Lovemustbeforgotten, lifecanalways startup anew. Themodelswillhavechildren, we'llgeta divorce We'llfindsome moremodels,everything must run it's course. We'll choke on our vomit andthat willbe the end Wewerefated to pretend To pretend We're fatedto pretend To pretend Yeah,yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah