Lyrics August Burns Red – A Shot Below The Belt

Don’t you understand me?
Don’t you understand me?

This cloud over
My head is not okay,

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.

And I am,
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.

Stop riding my tail
With your high beams on.

Because I may just brake suddenly.

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.