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Dear diary, what a day it's been
Dear diary, it's been just like a dream
Woke up too late.  Wasn't where I should have been
For goodness sake,
you say to me
Live your life for today
Dreams are just fantasies
Waste your time and you pay
Oh, but some time ago
I was on my own
By a green
Dear Diary
by Patty Larkin 
Dear Diary of a Great Unknown
Well I'm spending the night in the Twilight Zone
With the boys walking by with
Lucid are your dreams tonight

Open a door, a gate in a dream
(The) dead will pass by to show you the sky

[Chorus:]

Astral presence everywhere
killer, redzone killer

She can dream all over the world
But dreams don’t care about girls
She can dream all over the world
But dreams don’t care about
Shadows on the wall,
Keep me awake through the night,
Faceless man in his chair,
Writing the diary of my life

By the words written in the air,
In a room all alone waiting by the telephone 
With a tear in his eye and a pen in his hand 
So begins the diary of a working man 

He'd been poor
Nightmares...
Shadows on the wall,
Keep me awake through the night,
Faceless man in his chair,
Writing the diary of my life

By the words written in
live with a killer instinct
You gotta die a little to survive
You gotta love with a killer instinct
You gotta hurt a little to get by

The streets
violate my sanctuary
Prowl my dreams 
Plundering your diaries, I'll steal your thoughts innocence
Ravaging your letters, unearth your plots innocence
a killer in your eyes

Dreamin', that you're a user
Dreamin', that I'm a loser
Dreamin' that there's a killer in my eyes

Bad dreams for me
Bad dreams by
This is my diary of broken dreams, 
A monument over me, 
Page after page twists my mind with grief

What I should but never did, 
How could I
Broken glass, a broken chair
Lamp hangs by a thread
Scattered pages, spattered walls
Mayhem on the bed

Peace is gone and love is gone
You can't keep a secret
But you keep a diary anyway
And you get away with murder
Because you've got a way with words
Yeah, and I know where you
the bloodbath all their vile
Dreams will come to pass

Weaponized psychopathy
Headlong into carnage seeking blood
Seething minds distorted by the violence
you'll see her footprints in the sand
'Cause every night she walks the beaches of Cheyenne

They never found her body, just her diary by the  bed
It told
Laying in bed at night
Aced with the thought of
Waking up without you here
Lying by my side
Dear diary I'm writing down...
Now I'll fall asleep
The smokestack's blowing off my last few dreams and isn't that the way its always been? 
She pours into the sky and chokes the trees then disappears
(jack hues)

A man lives in the city
Surrounded by machines
They take away his pity
And give him what he dreams
A stream of information
On a green
devils are dancing in ecstacy
Inspired by the taste of horror
Proud to be insane forever
Proud to be insane
Let out the killer in me
Raise your hands
Mash for our dreams
Mash for our dreams
Mamamamamamamash for our dreams (Haha)
Mash for our dreams (Yeah)
Mamash, mash, mash, mash for our dreams
To me you were more than just a lover
I made you part of all my dreams
I bragged to my fellas about you
I made you my wifey, mother of my kids
Why
To me you were more than just a lover
I made you part of all my dreams
I bragged to my fellas about you
I made you my wifey, mother of my kids
Why
violate my sanctuary
Prowl my dreams and they're my dreams

Plundering your diaries
I'll steal your thoughts
Ravaging your letters
Unearth your plots
killer up inside of me
I can't talk to my mother, so I talk to my diary
I'm going off on the deep end
I find myself face to face with myself while I'm