Print

Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's off The dog won't stop barking and I think my TV is blocked Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day The sky is falling, it's fucking pouring I'm going brain-dead, isolated God is a shithead and we're his rejects Traumatized for breakfast, I can't stomach anymore 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 pouring I'm going brain-dеad, isolated God is a shithead and we'rе his rejects Traumatized for breakfast, I can't stomach anymore 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, oh Lie, oh From Letras Mania