Not This Time

I’m too tired to protest
I’m just too preoccupied
There’s too much to confess
Comfort’s just too much for us
Try being honest
For once stop find a place to hide
I know you’re sick and tired
But don’t we all just wanna be left alone
Is it so hard to notice
You know this
Is this the end times?
This town is helpless
And nothing seems to satisfy
And I too reckless
Please admit you feel the same