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Capo: 2
CAPO 2
VERSE 1
CI'm feeling rough, I'm felling rawF in the time of my lCife F C
Let's make some music, make some moFney, find some models for wivCes F C
I'll move to Paris, shoot some herFoin, fuck with the staCrs F C
You man the island, and the cocaiFne, and the elegant caCrs F C
FThis is our decision to livGe fast and die young.
FWe've got the vision,G now let's have some fuCn F C
FYeah it's overwhelming, but wGhat else can we do?
FGet jobs in offices and wakGe up for the morning commCute. F C
GForget about our motFhers and our frieEmnds.
CHORUS
We were fatFed Gto pretendC.
FTo pretend.C
We were fFated tGo preteCnd.
FTo pretend.C
VERSE 2
CI'll miss the playgrounds and the aniFmals and digging up wormsC. F C
I'll miss the comfort of my moFther and the weight of the world.C F C
I'll miss my sister, miss my faFther, miss my dog and my homeC. F C
Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freeFdom and the time spent aloneC. F C
ButF there is really nothing, noGthing we can do.
FLove must be forgotten, liGfe can always start up anew.C F C
FThe models will have children, we'll geGt a divorce,
FWe'll find some more models, everGything must run its course.C F C
GWe'll choke on our vomit and thFat will be the enEmd.
CHORUS
We were faFted tGo pretenCd.
FTo pretend.C
We were fFated tGo preteCnd.
FTo pretend.C
OUTRO
FSayin' yGeah, yeah, yCeah F
GYeah, yeah, yeaCh F
GYeah, yeah, yeaCh F
GYeah, yeah, yeaCh F