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Doesn't Remind Me Medium
by Audioslave
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I walk the streets of 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 parking lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The things I've loved
The things that I've lost
The 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 to forget
I like gypsy 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 clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The 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 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 up the past
So descretely
We won't back
The things 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 I'll need
I like throwing my and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's is ours
If it doesn't remind 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 parking lot
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
The things I've loved
The things that I've lost
The 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 to forget
I like gypsy 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 clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved
The 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 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 up the past
So descretely
We won't back
The things 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 I'll need
I like throwing my and breaking guitars
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
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