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