Lyrics
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