Latent Anxiety
Текст песни Insane

Thinking of the past.
When we were flying in the sky.
Ending up as fast.
As it started to pull us high.

Calling on the phone.
There is nothing to talk about.
Feeling so alone.
We insist on a new tryout.

Changing all the things.
We dislike is now far too late.
Folding back the wings.
Paves the road to accept our fate.

We can drive us insane.
But we're crying in vain.
We can drive us insane.
But we're staying in pain.