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Doesn't Remind Me Medium
by Audioslave
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I the streets of Japan till 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 studying faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The that I've loved
The 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 to forget
I gypsy and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I colorful clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The that I've loved
The that I've lost
The things I've held sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't to learn I'll need
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
and sleeping
We won't up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
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 you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need
I my voice and guitars
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I 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 graveyard tan carrying a cross
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like studying faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The that I've loved
The 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 to forget
I gypsy and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I colorful clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The that I've loved
The that I've lost
The things I've held sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't to learn I'll need
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
and sleeping
We won't up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
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 you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need
I my voice and guitars
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I playing in the what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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