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Doesn't Remind Me 
Medium
by Audioslave
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I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
a tan carrying a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like driving in the fog
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The things 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 I'll need to forget
I like gypsy and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and in tongues
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
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 to learn what I'll need
Bend and shape me
I 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 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 what I'll need
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't 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
a tan carrying a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like driving in the fog
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The things 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 I'll need to forget
I like gypsy and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and in tongues
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
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 to learn what I'll need
Bend and shape me
I 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 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 what I'll need
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't 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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