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I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life. |
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Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives. |
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I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars. |
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You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars. |
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This is our decision, to live fast and die young. |
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We've got the vision, now let's have some fun. |
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Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do. |
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Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute. |
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Forget about our mothers and our friends |
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We're fated to pretend |
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To pretend |
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We're fated to pretend |
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To pretend |
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I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms |
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I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world |
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I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home |
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Yeah, I'll miss the boredem and the freedom and the time spent alone. |
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There's really nothing, nothing we can do |
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Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew. |
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The models will have children, we'll get a divorce |
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We'll find some more models, everyting must run it's course. |
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We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end |
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We were fated to pretend |
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To pretend |
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We're fated to pretend |
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To pretend |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
