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Doesn't Remind Me 
Medium
by Audioslave
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I walk 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 remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like driving in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The things that I've lost
The things I've sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I gypsy moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like colorful in the sun
'Cause it doesn't 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
I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need
Bend and 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 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 want to I'll need
I throwing my and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I playing in the sand 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 remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like driving in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The things that I've lost
The things I've sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I gypsy moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like colorful in the sun
'Cause it doesn't 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
I've dropped
I won't lie no you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need
Bend and 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 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 want to I'll need
I throwing my and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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