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Doesn't Remind Me 
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by Audioslave
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I walk the 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 studying faces in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The things I've loved
The 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 to forget
I like moths 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 clothing 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 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 to learn I'll need
Bend and me
I love the way you are
Slow 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 that I've lost
The I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need
I like my voice and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the what's 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 studying faces in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The things I've loved
The 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 to forget
I like moths 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 clothing 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 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 to learn I'll need
Bend and me
I love the way you are
Slow 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 that I've lost
The I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need
I like my voice and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the what's is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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