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Doesn't Remind Me 
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by Audioslave
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I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
a 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 backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things 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 what I'll need to forget
I like moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I 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 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 what I'll need
Bend and me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
never before
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
That I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want 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 sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't me of anything
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
a 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 backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things 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 what I'll need to forget
I like moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I 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 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 what I'll need
Bend and me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
never before
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
That I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want 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 sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't me of anything
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