how*bizzare

I'm feeling rough
I'm feeling raw
In the prime of my life.
Let's make some music
Make some money
Find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris,
Shoot some her*in
and F*ck with the stars.
You man the island and the c*caine,
and the elegant cars..
This is our decision:
To Live Fast And Die Young !
We've got the vision..
Now Let's Have Some Fun !
Yes it's overwhelming,
but what else can we do??
Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?!
But there is really nothing
Nothing we can do-
Love must be forgotten.
Life Can Always Start Up New!
The models will have children..
..Then we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models..
Everything Must Run Its Course !!

...We'll choke on our vomit..
And that will be the end -

WE WERE FATED TO PRETEND

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