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Doesn't Remind Me 
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by Audioslave
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I the of Japan I get lost
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't 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 I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't to learn I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I gospel and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke nails and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The that 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 learn 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 back
The things I've loved
The things 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
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I playing in the what's is ours
If it doesn't me of anything
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't 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 I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't to learn I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I gospel and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke nails and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The that 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 learn 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 back
The things I've loved
The things 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
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I playing in the what's is ours
If it doesn't me of anything
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