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Doesn't Remind Me 
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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 remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I driving in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The I've loved
The things 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 I'll to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like gospel music and applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I colorful clothing 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 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 love the way you are
and sweetly
never before
and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
The that I've loved
The things 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
I throwing my and guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in the sand 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 like studying faces in a parking lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I driving in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The I've loved
The things 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 I'll to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like gospel music and applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I colorful clothing 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 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 love the way you are
and sweetly
never before
and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
The that I've loved
The things 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
I throwing my and guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in the sand what's is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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