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Doesn't Remind Me 
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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 a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The 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 more you can bet
I don't to learn what I'll need to forget
I like moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I colorful in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering and 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 more you can bet
I don't want to what I'll need
and me
I love the way you are
and sweetly
never before
Calm 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 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 like 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 me of anything
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan a cross
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The 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 more you can bet
I don't to learn what I'll need to forget
I like moths and radio talk
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I colorful in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering and 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 more you can bet
I don't want to what I'll need
and me
I love the way you are
and sweetly
never before
Calm 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 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 like 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 me of anything
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