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I tried on your wedding dressI tell you now because it got stainedBored of your attentionI say it now because I like your friendsLines you have to think aroundIt's not a run aroundLike it was when you were finding your voicePipes clogged up with greenhouse fumesShe'd get over-consumed and parasitesClose like kissing ears is closeLike you could overdose on pretty lipsChrist where is your conscience manThis isn't medicine you can't scoreIt clips on it clips on From Letras Mania