The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart - Lost Saint on Lyrkit

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The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart

Lost Saint

Lost Saint

Father asks you where you've been
You tell him and he tells you "sin"
He tells you what you think of him
Father asks you where you've been
You tell him and he tells you "sin"
He tells you what you think of him
But you don't think of him

Saint Heloise you're not the only one
Just the only one who knows
There are things you just can't let show

Saint Heloise, you're not the only one
Just the only one who knows
The hidden things you just can't let go

Tell me where the pain resides
A bully's fist, a teacher's pride
Wound him with impassive eyes
He knows his wasted life

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