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 insane And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day [Chorus] The sky is falling, it's fucking boring I'm going braindead, isolated God is a shithead and we're his rejects Traumatised for breakfast, I can't stomach any more Survival Horror [Guitar Solo] [Verse 2] 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? [Chorus] The sky is falling, it's fucking boring I'm going braindead, isolatеd God is a shithead and we're his rеjects Traumatised for breakfast, I can't stomach any more Survival Horror [Bridge] 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 [Outro] Fly, hahaha, oh Lie, oh