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Doesn't Remind Me 
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by Audioslave
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I the streets of Japan I get lost
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a tan 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 driving backwards in the fog
'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 what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel 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 things 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
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 things I've loved
The things that I've lost
The things I've 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 remind me of anything
I like playing in the what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a tan 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 driving backwards in the fog
'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 what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel 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 things 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
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 things I've loved
The things that I've lost
The things I've 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 remind me of anything
I like playing in the what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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