Dear diary, I don′t know what's going on, but something′s up

The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust

Every channel is the same, it's sending me insaneAnd earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day

The sky is falling

It′s fucking boring

I′m going braindead, isolated

God is a shithead

And we're his rejects

Traumatized for breakfast

I can′t stomach any more survival horror

Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin

The dog′s gone rabid (shut the fuck up)

Doing my head in

I keep fading in and out

I don't know where I′ve been

I feel so hungry

What the hell is happening?

The sky is falling

It's fucking boring

I'm going braindead, isolated

God is a shithead

And we′re his rejects

Traumatized for breakfast

I can′t stomach any more survival horror

Dear diary, dog stopped barking, probably 'cause I ate his face

Tasty, itchy, TV say there′s no more human race

Kinda sad my whole entire existence been a waste

Ah, nevermind, it's not the end of the world (oh, wait)

Fly

Lie