lunes, 15 de agosto de 2011

Doesn't remind me of anything.

I like colorful clothing in the sun
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything.

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


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