Come As You Are

Come as you are

Nirvana

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 a old memory, memory, memory, memory.

Come. Dowsed in mud. Soaked in bleach.
As I want you to be. As a trend. As a friend.
As an old memory, memory, memory, memory.

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, memory, memory, memory (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, memory…

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