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OK Go - OK Go - Return

Now its years since your body went flat and even memories of that
are all think and dull, all gravel and glass. But who needs them
now -- displaced theyre easily more safe -- the worst of it now: I
cant remember your face.

Please...
Return.

For a while, with the vertigo cured, we were alive -- we were pure.
The void took the shape of all that you were, but years take their
toll, and things get bent into shape... Antiseptic and tired, I cant
remember your face.

Please...
Return.

You were supposed to grow old. Reckless, unfrightened, and old,
you were supposed to grow old.

Return. You were supposed to return

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