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, the choice is yours, don't be late. Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memoria Memoria Memoria Memoria
Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach, as I want you to be. As a trend, as a friend, as a old memoria Memoria Memoria Memoria
Well I swear that I don't have a gun No, I don't have a gun No, I don't have a gun
Memoria... Memoria... Memoria... Memoria...
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 (Memoria...Memoria....)
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