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[Intro]
D G x4
[Verse 1]
D G D Dsus2 D
I'm Feelin rough I'm Feelin raw I'm in the prime of my life.
D G D Dsus2 D
Let's make some music make some money find some models for wives.
D G D Dsus2 D
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars.
D G D Dsus2 D
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.
[Pre-chorus 1]
G
This is our decision to live fast and die young.
D Dsus2 D Dsus2
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun
G
Yeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do?
D Dsus2 D Dsus2
Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?
[Chorus 1]
A F#m
Forget about our mothers and our friends.
G A D
We were fated to pretend.
G D
to pretend.
G D
We were fated to pretend.
G D
to pretend.
[Verse 2]
D G D Dsus2 D
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms.
D G D Dsus2 D
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world.
D G D Dsus2 D
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home.
D G D Dsus2 D
Yeah I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.
[Pre-chorus 2]
G
But there is really nothing, nothing we can do.
D Dsus2 D Dsus2
Love must be forgotten. Life can always start up anew.
G
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce,
D Dsus2 D Dsus2
we'll find some more models, Everything must run its course.
[Chorus 2]
A F#m
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end.
G A D
We were fated to pretend.
G D
to pretend.
G D
We were fated to pretend.
G D
to pretend. |