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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 remind me of anything
I like in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The that I've loved
The things I've lost
The things I've held sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke nails and in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The that I've lost
The things I've held sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't to learn what I'll need
and shape me
I love the way you are
and sweetly
Like never before
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 things I've sacred
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 and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't me of anything
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The that I've loved
The things I've lost
The things I've held sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke nails and in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The that I've lost
The things I've held sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't to learn what I'll need
and shape me
I love the way you are
and sweetly
Like never before
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 things I've sacred
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 and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't me of anything
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