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Spectrum, Set To Flame

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