Justine, you're dying just to hear the sound
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And dreaming of another town
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Cuz nothing here is going on
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Write now, cuz all your real friends are words
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You've never ever been so sure
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That what you've got can't be cured
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And now, nothing's gonna turn us down
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You can't sit there and look scared
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When everything's happening now
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Come on, nothing's gonna turn us down
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So don't stand there like you don't care
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Cuz heaven's gonna happen now
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Look down, don't see yourself between the lines
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Just tell them that you're doing fine
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Cuz I can tell you're doing time
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In a cell that looks just like a family home
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Where solitaire is all you know
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And there's nowhere that you could go
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Break down, or maybe just break the skin
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You're writing down everything
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Cuz words are still a faithful friend
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So now, tell me what you're gonna do
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Cuz I can see the fire in you,
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And I can see it's burning through
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Heaven's Gonna Happen Now
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| The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart |
