I laugh like a maniac as serenity bleeds out at my feet,
The walls of protection that kept me from harm,
Crumbled to dust as I blew them sky high,
Destroying myself for the good of all.

What would you have me do?
Have a starlit night in peace and quiet?
I will not be the one who lives happily ever after.

I will do my best to bring myself to ruin,
Ruin of my own flesh and blood will come,
Call me crazy, call me insane,
It's why I do what I always do.

Wilted,
Withered,
On my knees,
Hysterical and broke.

The trigger I pull stems from a bottle,
The blood that fails us, made only of water.

You cannot **** what isn't living,
You can only die from not breathing.