It isn’t the right time yet,
I don’t want to be here right now:
Amongst the everything,
But my areas occupied
Why can’t you leave me when I want my window closed?
Why can’t you understand that I don’t wanna hear the echoing roar of the everything?
I don’t want to feel the pain that’s too familiar to me now
That leads me to be face to face with those toilet doors and walls
I don’t wanna be amongst the people who always bring me down
I hate the everything
And I don’t think we should be together all time