• Sometimes I feel like I'm singing an endless song
    The one that won't be over and seems too long
    The one nobody wants to listen to and changes the station
    The one that gives me that sweet sensation

    I feel like I'm dancing to an endless beat
    The one that tells me to just be me
    Tingles in my fingers, tingles in my toes
    They're the ones who just let it go

    I'm not usually the smartest person in the world
    In big crowds I'm the one who wants to hurl
    I can't stare at a light
    I'll hold up a fight

    I know I can't control it but sometimes I want to
    Would you want to control it if it were you?
    I feel like an outcast and don't like standing out
    Sometimes I can't help it and cry out

    It's just as common as racism
    It's called autism
    The one who makes me mad
    Maybe one day I can live and be glad