#yowo
Its all about the yolo
the've forgtten about all the big No no
its gotten so outa of hand
they all joined the new band
i can barley stand being inside these walls
they crowd out all the room
they fill all the spaces
all the same
all faces ,all minds like one
please come free me from there control
A world with no yolo oh how sweet
lets switch to yowo
and become free from conformitiy
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