Y-O-Y
I hear a bird as it whispers in my ear,
it says "Oh what a waste of time, look how you live your life, trying to show no fear."
I see a man as he sits alone on the street
he holds a sign that begs for love, his mind is so messed up, that he can't even think.
So in this big world you gotta keep your head straight
take baby steps and you'll get there someday.
So Y-O-Y would i just let my life be a waste,
a bag of bones a waste of space.
And how oh how did you think to wait till now,
if you want to fix this place.
I smell the scent of greed that makes us dwell,
we're always at each others necks trying to be the best,
looking out for ourselves.
I feel like we've lost touch with whats real,
with our heads stuck up in the clouds,
only living for now,
tell me whats the deal.
So in this big world you gotta keep your head straight
take baby steps and you'll get there someday.
So Y-O-Y would i just let my life be a waste,
a bag of bones a waste of space.
And how-O-how did you think to wait till now,
if you want to fix this place.
So Y-O-Y would i just let my life be a waste,
a bag of bones a waste of space.
And how oh how did you think to wait till now,
if you want to fix this place.
So Y-O-Y would i just let my life be a waste,
a bag of bones a waste of space.
it says "Oh what a waste of time, look how you live your life, trying to show no fear."
I see a man as he sits alone on the street
he holds a sign that begs for love, his mind is so messed up, that he can't even think.
So in this big world you gotta keep your head straight
take baby steps and you'll get there someday.
So Y-O-Y would i just let my life be a waste,
a bag of bones a waste of space.
And how oh how did you think to wait till now,
if you want to fix this place.
I smell the scent of greed that makes us dwell,
we're always at each others necks trying to be the best,
looking out for ourselves.
I feel like we've lost touch with whats real,
with our heads stuck up in the clouds,
only living for now,
tell me whats the deal.
So in this big world you gotta keep your head straight
take baby steps and you'll get there someday.
So Y-O-Y would i just let my life be a waste,
a bag of bones a waste of space.
And how-O-how did you think to wait till now,
if you want to fix this place.
So Y-O-Y would i just let my life be a waste,
a bag of bones a waste of space.
And how oh how did you think to wait till now,
if you want to fix this place.
So Y-O-Y would i just let my life be a waste,
a bag of bones a waste of space.
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Writer(s): Trevor Dahl
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