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*As in "Welcome to" and where "Gator Country"
means "Los Angeles"
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Gator Country: rip away
So this is it
The heartbeat
The hidden key
The few hours we have behind these doors
And the rip raw hunger I feel for you, this emptiness that never ends
That can never be satisfied
Tonight
I saw the moon behind the branches of a tree
I was told once that wishes made to this moon come true
I could have wished for world peace, for solace
A beautiful body, a beautiful mind, a beautiful life
Instead I made a wish for you
For you and all the misery that brings
Sweet misery.
Rip this, rip that.
Rip away, rip away.
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