Sanity
The Vicious Lyrics


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My brains boiling I cant hide it anymore
this creeping crawling feeling inside
of me. My hands are shaking while
Im trying to breathe
is this what they call insanity?
I live under the ground where noone
hears you scream. Theres no escape
from the boredom here.
My neighbourhood so quiet it gives
me the creeps is this what they
call insanity?





I dont believe in sanity

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Vicious's song Sanity explore the inner turmoil and mental struggles of the singer. In the first verse, the singer describes feeling a boiling sensation in their brain that they can no longer hide. They also experience physical symptoms such as shaking hands and difficulty breathing. These sensations lead them to question whether or not they are experiencing insanity. The second verse delves deeper into the singer's state of mind, as they describe living in an isolated and stagnant environment that drives them to question their own sanity. The lyrics conclude with the singer stating that they do not believe in sanity, implying that their struggles with their mental health have led them to view the concept of sanity as a social construct or falsehood.


Throughout the song, The Vicious use powerful and evocative language to convey the singer's mental state. The use of vivid imagery, such as the boiling brain and silent neighbourhood, creates a palpable sense of unease and tension. The repetition of the phrase "is this what they call insanity?" highlights the singer's uncertainty and confusion about their experiences. Altogether, the lyrics to Sanity offer a haunting and raw portrayal of the complexities of mental health.


Line by Line Meaning

My brains boiling I cant hide it anymore
My mind is overwhelmed and I can no longer conceal it.


this creeping crawling feeling inside of me
An unsettling sensation is slowly consuming me internally.


My hands are shaking while Im trying to breathe
I am physically and mentally distressed, struggling to maintain composure.


is this what they call insanity?
I am questioning the classification of these distressing symptoms as madness.


I live under the ground where noone hears you scream
I feel isolated and ignored, despite my struggles.


Theres no escape from the boredom here
The monotony of my existence exacerbates my mental turmoil.


My neighbourhood so quiet it gives me the creeps
The eerie stillness of my surroundings only adds to my unease.


is this what they call insanity?
My doubts about my own sanity persist.


I dont believe in sanity
I reject the societal construct of what is considered mentally sound or not.




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