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.

Composição: August Burns Red