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Floyd Berber
Floyd Berber
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As an old enemy
As an old memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend
As an old memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria (No, I don't have a gun)
Memoria
Memoria
Thanks to Zeke, Luis ortiz, Michael, Travis Marcvage for correcting these lyrics.
This song was originally intended to be the main single off of the album, but "Smells Like Teen Spirit"
turned out to be a huge success and was chosen instead.
Kurt Cobain said about these lyrics on "Nevermind: It's An Interview", "The lines in the song are
really contradictory. One after another they are kind of a rebuttal to each line. It's kind of confusing, I
guess. It's just about people, and what they are expected to act like."
This song's guitar riff is very similar to another band's song. Danny Goldberd, Nirvana's manager,
said, "Kurt was nervous about 'Come as You Are' because it was too similar to a Killing Joke song
'Eighties', but we all thought it was still the better song to go with. And he was right: Killing Joke later
did complain about it."
This track was commercially successful, reaching number 32 on the Billboard and number 9 on the
UK singles charts.
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Drain You
Lounge Act
Stay Away
On A Plain
Endless, Nameless
(Hidden Track)
"Mr. Durst?" "Yeah?" "We need your help. Pulling into the diner about now should be four top-secret
agents. One of them is carrying a briefcase. Your mission is to obtain the disc from the...
I wish that I could fly Into the sky So very high Just like a dragonfly I'd fly above the trees Over the
seas in all degrees To anywhere I please Oh I want to get away I want to fly away...
I don't feel the sun's coming out today It's staying in. It's gonna find another way. Yeah As I sit here in
this misery I don't think I'll ever—no, Lord— See the sun from here And, oh, as I fade...
Generals gathered in their masses Just like witches at black masses Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death's construction In the fields the bodies burning As the war machine keeps...
It's alright There comes a time Got no patience to search For peace of mind Layin' low Want to take it
slow No more hiding or Disguising truths I've sold Everyday it's something Hits me all so cold...
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