Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
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 doused in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend
As an old memory, yeah
Memory, yeah
Memory, yeah
Memory, yeah
And I swear that I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
Memory, yeah
Memory, yeah
Memory, yeah
(No, I don’t have a gun)
And I swear that I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
Memory, yeah
Memory, yeah
