Lyrics

My mistake to reembrace the madness
I don’t want to hear voices talk to me
Telling me that I am worthless
That this ain’t reality

You don’t love me, I don’t love me
it’s hard on the spectrum
Time to run

Prison trailer exiled damned winter
Watching all the snow falling on the trees
Recognizing I’m not lonely
Discovering I’m not me

You don’t love me, I don’t love me
it’s hard on the spectrum

As I write down their names
Writing down their names
Those who’ve caused me shame
They picked a fight with the right guy
Now they get to feel all my pain

Trying to fight away all these mad thoughts
Taking over me, dissecting
The madness has taken over
I’m not me psychologically

You don’t love me, I don’t love me
it’s hard on the spectrum
Time to run