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
 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
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 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
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 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)
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 Fly
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 Lie