Spectrum
ZACHARY DYLAN GILL
Here I am, once again
At the other end of the spectrum
A tug-o-war, my head is sore
'Cause I adore and I fear you
Well I can disagree with myself 'cause sometimes
I feel like me and sometimes I feel like somebody else
One minute, I'm over it
Then the next minute, I feel the opposite
Then the next minute, I feel the opposite
Of the opposite, of feeling over it