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Doesn't Remind Me Medium
by Audioslave
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I walk the streets of Japan I get lost
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
a tan carrying a cross
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like studying faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I driving backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The things that I've lost
The I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't to learn what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I gospel and applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I hammering nails and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that 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 what I'll need
Bend and shape me
I the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like before
and sleeping
We won't stir 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 sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no 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 me of anything
I like playing in the what's mine 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 me of anything
I like studying faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I driving backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The things that I've lost
The I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't to learn what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I gospel and applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I hammering nails and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that 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 what I'll need
Bend and shape me
I the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like before
and sleeping
We won't stir 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 sacred
That I've dropped
I won't lie no 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 me of anything
I like playing in the what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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