Like a dark clowd

The title of a Swedish punk song from the 80's translates to: "Behind my sunglasses" followed by: "I can be myself". What were they thinking? I find sunglasses uncomfortable, in the way and they alter both my apparence and the apparence of the world (neither of which I think is called for). And no, it doesn't matter that Emely, dad and Nicke wear them as well. Behind MY shades, I can be nothing but annoyed.