Doesnt remind me

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


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


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


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


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

Solo: E

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


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