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Text: High Holy Days. The Getaway.

I can't get just any girl, But I got the one I wanted anyway,
I wasn't born to save your world,
I came to far for turning back again,
Of all I needed it's all here, life's the cure for all the bad you did,
And I know, I hear too much, I think too much, Too much about, You,
You got what I need, and I got it all when you're the king of the world,
And baby it's cool that you say, We got it made,
But where were you yesterday,
Political dictator news, Bias reviews, Who I trust to be sure,
We just walked into the room looking for fuel, Ready to burn,
I can't give out for respect, I never asked for your opinion anyway,
I can't believe how close we get,
I might never dream like this again,
Five long years and my regret,

I almost left you never having said, And I know,
I'm not there now so maybe you can help a bit, You,
you got what I need, and I got it all when you're the king of the world,
And baby it's cool that you say, we got it made,
But where were you yesterday,
Political dictator news, Bias reviews, Who I trust to be sure,
We just walked into the room looking for fuel, ready to burn