Doesn't Remind Me

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I walk the streets of Japan till I
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 get lost
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
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anything
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With a graveyard tan carrying a 
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cross
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
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anything
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I like studying faces in a parking 
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lot
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
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anything
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I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
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anything

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The things  that I've loved the 
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things that I've lost
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The things I've held sacred that 
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I've dropped
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I won't lie no more you can bet
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I don't  want to learn what I'll 
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need to forget

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I like gypsy moths and radio talk
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Cause it doesn't remind me of 
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anything
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I like gospel music and canned 
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applause
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
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anything
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I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
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anything
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I like hammering nails and speaking
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 in tongues
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
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anything

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E                     D         
The things  that I've loved the 
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things that I've lost
                     D     A   
The things I've held sacred that 
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I've dropped
         D      A           E
I won't lie no more you can bet
                     D          
I don't  want to learn what I'll 
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need

(interlúdio)

Dm
   Bend and shape me
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I love the way you are
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  Slow and sweetly
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Like never before
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   Calm and sleeping
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We won't stir up the past
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  So descretely
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We won't look back

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E                     D         
The things  that I've loved the 
A                 E
things that I've lost
                     D     A   
The things I've held sacred that 
       E
I've dropped
         D      A           E
I won't lie no more you can bet
                     D          
I don't  want to learn what I'll 
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need

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I like throwing my voice and 
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breaking guitars
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
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anything
A like playing in the sand what's 
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mine is ours
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If it doesn't remind me of anything