Come as you are, as you wereAs I want you to beAs a friend, as a friendAs an old enemyTake your time, hurry upThe choice is yours, don't be lateTake a rest as a friendAs an oldMemoria, memoriaMemoria, memoriaCome doused in mud, soaked in bleachAs I want you to beAs a trend, as a friendAs an oldMemoria, memoriaMemoria, memoriaAnd I swear that I don't have a gunNo I don't have a gunNo I don't have a gunMemoria, memoriaMemoria, memoria(No I don't have a gun)And I swear that I don't have a gunNo I don't have a gunNo I don't have a gunNo I don't have a gunNo I don't have a gunMemoria, memoria
i dedicate this song to someone........
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