“Time To Pretend” by MGMT

“We’ll choke on our vomit and that will be the end. We were fated to pretend. Yeah yeah yeah.”

I’m feeling rough I’m feeling raw I’m in the prime of my life

You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars

We’ve got the vision, now let’s have some fun

Forget about our mothers and our friends
We were fated to pretend, to pretend
We were 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.

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 were fated to pretend, to pretend

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

CPE

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