Metallica - The Memory Remains
Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane,
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but the memory remains.
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Heavy rings on fingers wave,
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another star denies the grave.
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See the nowhere crowd cry
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the nowhere cheers of honor.
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Like twisted vines that grow,
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hide and swallow mansions whole.
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And dim the light of an already faded prima donna.
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Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane.
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Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane,
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but the memory remains.
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Heavy rings hold cigarettes up to lips
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that time forgets.
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While the Hollywood sun sets
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behind your back.
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And can't the band play on,
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just listen, they play my song.
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Ash to ash, dust to dust, fade to black
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Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane.
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Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane.
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Dance little tin godd-ess.
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La da da da, da da da, la da da da x4
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Drift away, fade away, little tin goddess.
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Ash to ash, dust to dust, fade to black.
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Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane.
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Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane.
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but the memory remains
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Ash to ash, dust to dust, fade to black.
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but the memory remains
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Yeah! To the faded dreams encountered.
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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Dance little tin godd-ess dance.
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La da da da, da da da, la da da da x9
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