Insane
AGE-BAND Lyrics
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Panic rules the moment with no mercy or desire
Ran across the blackened sand to get a soft ice cream
And now my mouth is burning crimson in a long and bloody dream
Sometimes I wonder 'bout these physical disorders
My only contact is with TV news distorters
Glancing over quickly at the words from brain to pen
Relax, relax, relax, relax, relax, relax
Puppets with directions they whisper in my ears
Circled stairs around me drip with long forgotten tears
Nothing done without a motive, proving they were smart
Every path they traced for me another kind of chart
Corporate Christie says it all the meeting is a-twist
My pulse is fading quickly you can feel it on my wrist
Glancing over quickly at the words from brain to pen
All that I can tell you, I'm insane, insane again
Relax, relax, relax, relax, relax, relax
I need some breathing room
I need some breathing room
I need some breathing room
I need some breathing room
Open fire, shell shock, knee jerk, lock step
Shrink rap, clap trap, mind bend, echo send
Chicken coop, drug soup, nerve food, solitude
Back track, meat rack, cardiac, yakety, yakety, yak
Breathing room, I need some breathing room
Relax, relax, relax, relax, relax, relax
Mama, won't you tell me please, please what is goin' on?
I have seen with madhouse vision
No conclusions can be drawn
My mind is inside out and all the clarity is gone
Glancing over quickly at the words from brain to pen
All that I can tell you, I'm insane, insane again
Bending over backwards in a rush to comprehend
Help me, help me, mama, I'm insane, insane again
The lyrics of AGE-BAND's song "Insane" depict a chaotic and disoriented state of mind. The opening lines describe a feeling of madness and turmoil, with a "mad dog" and a head filled with fire. Panic reigns and there is an absence of mercy or desire. The imagery of running across blackened sand to get a soft ice cream portrays a surreal and unsettling experience, with the mouth burning crimson in a long and bloody dream. The singer reflects on their physical disorders, questioning their origin and possibly suggesting a disconnect with reality. The only connection they have is with the distorted information provided by TV news.
The second verse introduces the idea of external influences and manipulation, with puppets whispering directions in the singer's ears. The circled stairs dripping with long forgotten tears evoke a sense of melancholy and isolation. Every action is calculated, proving the cleverness of those controlling the situation. The reference to Corporate Christie could be a metaphor for corporate influence and its impact on decision-making processes. The singer's fading pulse symbolizes a diminishing sense of control and agency.
Throughout the song, there is a plea for some breathing room and relaxation, as the mind becomes overwhelmed by the chaos and confusion. The repeated mantra of "relax" emphasizes the need for calmness and clarity amidst the madness and manipulation. The final lines express a sense of desperation, as the singer seeks understanding from their mother, acknowledging the inability to draw any conclusions in this state of mental disarray.
In summary, "Insane" delves into the experience of a disoriented and manipulated mind, overwhelmed by chaos and searching for clarity amidst external influences. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a distorted reality and the struggle to find sanity and understanding within it.
Line by Line Meaning
Mad dog in the hallway and my head is filled with fire
There is chaos and intense emotion consuming me, making it difficult to think clearly
Panic rules the moment with no mercy or desire
Fear and anxiety are overpowering, leaving no room for rational thought
Ran across the blackened sand to get a soft ice cream
I impulsively sought comfort or relief, but it only resulted in further pain
And now my mouth is burning crimson in a long and bloody dream
The consequences of my impulsive actions are causing significant distress and suffering
Sometimes I wonder 'bout these physical disorders
I question the nature of my mental and emotional struggles
My only contact is with TV news distorters
The distorted reality portrayed by the media is my main source of information
Glancing over quickly at the words from brain to pen
In a hurried manner, I try to articulate my thoughts and emotions
All that I can tell you, I'm insane, insane again
The only thing I can convey is my recurring state of instability
Relax, relax, relax, relax, relax, relax
I desperately seek calmness and peace amidst the chaos
Puppets with directions they whisper in my ears
I feel manipulated and influenced by external forces
Circled stairs around me drip with long forgotten tears
The environment around me is filled with sorrow and past pain
Nothing done without a motive, proving they were smart
Everything seems calculated and intentional, proving others' intelligence
Every path they traced for me another kind of chart
The predetermined paths set for me only serve to control and confine
Corporate Christie says it all the meeting is a-twist
Corporate authority figures manipulate and distort the truth in meetings
My pulse is fading quickly you can feel it on my wrist
My vitality and passion are rapidly diminishing, evident through my weakening pulse
I need some breathing room
I crave space and freedom to breathe and think independently
Open fire, shell shock, knee jerk, lock step
I am bombarded with chaotic and automatic responses
Shrink rap, clap trap, mind bend, echo send
Psychological manipulation and deception influence me deeply
Chicken coop, drug soup, nerve food, solitude
I feel trapped, overwhelmed, and isolated, resorting to unhealthy coping mechanisms
Back track, meat rack, cardiac, yakety, yakety, yak
I am constantly forced to retrace my steps, endure emotional pain, and endure meaningless chatter
Mama, won't you tell me please, please what is goin' on?
I seek maternal guidance and understanding to make sense of my experiences
I have seen with madhouse vision
My perception of reality is distorted and chaotic
No conclusions can be drawn
I am unable to reach any clear understanding or resolution
My mind is inside out and all the clarity is gone
My thoughts and emotions are in disarray, and I lack any sense of clarity
Bending over backwards in a rush to comprehend
I am desperately trying to understand and make sense of everything
Help me, help me, mama, I'm insane, insane again
I plead for assistance and support, acknowledging my recurring state of instability
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Written by: SETH JUSTMAN
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