Luyện nghe bài hát Time To Pretend

I'm feeling rough, I'm raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some for wives.
I'll to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the and the elegant cars.

This is our decision, to fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what can we do?
Get jobs in offices, and up for the morning commute?

about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to
To
We're fated to
To

I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my and the weight of the world
miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the and the freedom and the time spent alone.

But there's nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always up anew.
The models will have children, get a divorce
We'll find some models, everything must run its course.

We'll choke on our vomit and that be the end
We fated to pretend
To
We're fated to
To

Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,