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Doesn't Remind Me 
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I walk the of till I get lost
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I studying faces 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 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 I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio 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 clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I ilke 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 up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
The that I've loved
The 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 to learn what I'll need
I like my voice and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in the what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I studying faces 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 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 I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio 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 clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I ilke 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 up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
The that I've loved
The 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 to learn what I'll need
I like my voice and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in the what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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