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Pains Of Being Pure At Heart Lost Saint

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

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

swim You try so hard to keep it together, and you look so hard in fishnets and leather But I know who you are, you are just a lost saint And if we go