Dear Diary,

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