Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, my best friend
There′s an old lid on me
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late
Take a rest, as a friend
As an old memory

Yeah, memory
Yeah, memory
Yeah, memory
Yeah

Come dust and mud, soft and bleached
As I want you to be
There′s a trend, there's a friend
There's an old memory

Yeah, memory
Yeah, memory
Yeah, memory
Yeah

Well, I swear that I don′t have a gun
No, I don′t have a gun
No, I don't have a gun

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Well, I swear that I don′t have a gun
No, I don't have a gun
No, I don′t have a gun

Oh, oh
Memory
Memory
Yeah, memory
Yeah

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