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Doesn't Remind Me 
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by Audioslave
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I the streets of Japan till I get lost
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
a graveyard tan a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like 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 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 to learn what I'll 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 in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering 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 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
Bend and shape me
I the way you are
and sweetly
Like before
Calm and sleeping
We won't up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
The things that 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 I'll need
I like throwing my and guitars
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like in the sand what's is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
a graveyard tan a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like 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 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 to learn what I'll 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 in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering 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 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
Bend and shape me
I the way you are
and sweetly
Like before
Calm and sleeping
We won't up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
The things that 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 I'll need
I like throwing my and guitars
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like in the sand what's is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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