🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Time To Pretend - MGMT

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