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Curse all those who were so vain who felt entitled to hold a place on the earth as a grave for their remains but no monument for me, please... I am not one of them I didn't need it in life, I wont need it in death Whoa, just kiss my ashes goodbye Whoa, when I die...kiss my ashes goodbye When words become irrelevant, and you start to feel as though ...you've been misled Keep me out of sight, leave me out of mind... when the thought no longer serves you when I no longer serve you, just let the memories die (...and move on) Whoa, kiss my ashes goodbye Whoa, when I die...kiss my ashes goodbye From Letras Mania