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Doesn't Remind Me 
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I the streets of Japan till I get lost
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like studying faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll to forget
I gypsy moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I hammering nails and in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things I've loved
The things that I've lost
The I've held sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to what I'll need
and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
and sleeping
We won't up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
The things that I've loved
The things that I've lost
The I've sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't to learn I'll need
I my voice and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like studying faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll to forget
I gypsy moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I hammering nails and in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things I've loved
The things that I've lost
The I've held sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to what I'll need
and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
and sleeping
We won't up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
The things that I've loved
The things that I've lost
The I've sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't to learn I'll need
I my voice and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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