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Doesn't Remind Me 
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I walk the of Japan I get lost
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan a cross
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The 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 to learn what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I 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 hammering nails and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The 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 to what I'll need
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
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 I've lost
The things I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need
I like my and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like 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 a cross
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The 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 to learn what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I 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 hammering nails and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The 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 to what I'll need
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
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 I've lost
The things I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need
I like my and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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