Spectrum, Set To Flame

Описание: This is my story, as I am an autistic person. But I know I am not alone—I know there are plenty of people out there that are like me. If you are one of those people, please share your story in the comments below.

Made with AI song generating app Suno. (c) 2026

LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
Quiet kid in the corner
Breaking toys to see the gears
Counting tiles on the ceiling
Till they blur
Till they disappear
Too bright in the playground
Too loud in the lunchroom line
Everyone speaking sideways
I just stared at the exit sign

They said "why’re you so distant?"
I was drowning in every sound
Trying to fold all the patterns
Into something that felt like ground

[Chorus]
I used to hate this crooked mind
Every color turned to glare
Every touch a ringing siren
Thought I’d break if they all stared
But these same strange constellations
Draw a map in all this haze
I used to hate this crooked mind
Now it sets my world ablaze

[Verse 2]
Teenage years in the hallway
Hood up
Hands in my sleeves
Learning scripts like foreign language
Just to earn the right to breathe
Tracing cracks in the pavement
On the walk home
Heavy feet
Found a few scattered planets
Who were orbiting off the beat

We traded our secret glitches
Like they might be sacred codes
Every "too much" they gave us
Turned to gold inside our bones

[Chorus]
I used to hate this crooked mind
Every color turned to glare
Every touch a ringing siren
Thought I’d break if they all stared
But these same strange constellations
Draw a map in all this haze
I used to hate this crooked mind
Now it sets my world ablaze

[Strings enter
Violins soaring above the melody]

[Instrumental]
[Extended guitar solo builds for two minutes,
Moving from soft melodic phrases over gentle chords into soaring sustained notes
Then into intricate runs and harmonized leads
Peaking over a huge half-time groove before resolving back into a calm
Ringing progression]

[Verse 3]
Now I stand in the open
Let the questions hit my skin
I don’t sand down every angle
Just to try and fit their grin
I can hear the hidden rhythms
In the chaos of the day
What once felt like foreign weather
Now’s the storm that lights my way

So if they call me "too different"
I won’t fold
I won’t collapse
Every line they tried to cage me
I redraw into my maps (yeah)

[Chorus]
I used to hate this crooked mind
Every color turned to glare
Every touch a ringing siren
Thought I’d break if they all stared
But these same strange constellations
Draw a map in all this haze
I used to hate this crooked mind
Now it sets my world ablaze

[Chorus]
I used to hate this crooked mind
Now I wear it like a crown
Every shard they called a fracture
Is the armor holding ground
All these sharp
Bright constellations
Burning fierce inside my chest
I used to hate this crooked mind
Now it shows me I am blessed (oh)
I used to hate this crooked mind
Now I know it’s all my best