A Shot Below the Belt

de August Burns Red

Don't you understand me?
Don't you understand me?
This cloud over my head is not okay.
Is not okay.

There are things that I need to get done.
Need to get done.
There are things that I need to get done.
Need to get done.
And it doesn't give you permission to take a shot below the belt.

What a bittersweet symphony life is,
But I wouldn't have it any other way.

We have so little time
Let's not spend it in anger.
In anger.
In anger.

I am in the deep end
And can't find air.
I can't find air.

I am throwing punches with a blindfold on.
I am throwing punches with a blindfold on.
I am throwing punches with a blindfold on.
I am throwing punches with a blindfold on.

Because I may just brake suddenly.
I may just brake suddenly.
I may just brake suddenly.
I may just brake

I would rather not explode
That's your job.
I'm stuck in between two worlds
In a maze of dreams and thoughts.

What a bittersweet symphony life is,
But I wouldn't have it any other way.
Have it any other way.

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