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Doesn't Remind Me 
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I the of till 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 in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I driving backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The things 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 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 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 things 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 you can bet
I don't to learn what I'll need
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
The things I've loved
The that I've lost
The things I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn I'll need
I like throwing my and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't 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 in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I driving backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The things 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 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 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 things 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 you can bet
I don't to learn what I'll need
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
The things I've loved
The that I've lost
The things I've held sacred
I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn I'll need
I like throwing my and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't me of anything
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