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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
With a tan 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 like 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 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 to forget
I like gypsy moths and talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke nails and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The things that I've loved
The 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 shape me
I the way you are
and sweetly
Like never 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 I've 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 guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like 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 tan 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 like 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 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 to forget
I like gypsy moths and talk
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel and canned applause
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke nails and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The things that I've loved
The 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 shape me
I the way you are
and sweetly
Like never 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 I've 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 guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't me of anything
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