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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.
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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.
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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