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Doesn't Remind Me 
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I walk the streets of Japan 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 faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The I've lost
The things I've held sacred
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 radio talk
'Cause it doesn't 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 and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't 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 I'll need
Bend 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 I've loved
The things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't to what I'll need
I like my voice and guitars
'Cause it doesn't 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 carrying 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 driving in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The I've lost
The things I've held sacred
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 radio talk
'Cause it doesn't 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 and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't 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 I'll need
Bend 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 I've loved
The things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't to what I'll need
I like my voice and guitars
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I playing in the sand what's is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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