Sanity Hits A (Perfect) Zero In the night By the light grown to dementia I'm alright It's all the others that are clearly insane Unturning Discerning what card to lay I'm burning Still learning to kerb my ways Pretty little Anna I felt her heart like the start of a tribal beat As the trees grew dark at the edge of her Periphery I'm not the wolf when I don't want to be I dreamt a life with me the hero But when the moon is full and the alcohol grips my veins Sanity hits a perfect zero