Dear Diary,
Bring Me The Horizon
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
The sky is falling
It's fucking boring
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 boring
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, 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!
