Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Diary , by - Hollywood Undead. Release date: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Diary |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna be like this |
| I’ve been running these streets for too long now |
| I’ve got nothing, it’s true, but this song now |
| But the further I go, I wanna go home |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna be like this |
| I’ve been running these streets for too long now |
| I’ve got nothing, it’s true, but this song now |
| But the further I go, I wanna go home |
| I fucking swear that I care, but it’s hard when you stare |
| Into the bottom of a bottle that is empty and bare |
| Oh, my desolate soul in my desolate home |
| It’s my desolate role, yeah, I’m here all alone |
| I can’t think of a reason to get the fuck out of bed |
| Curtains closed, lights are off, am I alive or dead? |
| I haven’t shaved in a week, I always slur when I speak |
| Tolerance at its peak, another fifth just to sleep |
| Oh, woe is me, woe is me, I guess I need love |
| And hoes you see, hoes you see, I’m just in a rut |
| And I swear I’m trying, baby, please, baby, don’t leave |
| Goddamn, I’m a fuck up but I guess that’s just me |
| So I sit in my room and I cry in my bed |
| Thinking about all the shit that made me wrong in my head |
| I keep trying to climb, but it seems so steep |
| Pour myself a fucking whiskey and go back to sleep, bitch |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna be like this |
| I’ve been running these streets for too long now |
| I’ve got nothing, it’s true, but this song now |
| But the further I go, I wanna go home |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna be like this |
| I’ve been running these streets for too long now |
| I’ve got nothing, it’s true, but this song now |
| But the further I go, I wanna go home |
| I watch my mama cry, she says «baby, why?» |
| I say «baby died, baby’s gone like a suicide» |
| I don’t think you’ll see him soon, Mom, stay out my room, Mom |
| Tell Daddy that I hate that motherfucker like you, Mom |
| I sing this shit for you Danny, Sascha, and Jordon |
| These beers keep getting warmer every time that I hold 'em |
| I pour this out for you like a partner in crime |
| It’s a part of the times when you’re sick in the mind |
| Yeah, I’m sick, oh, so sick, I’m so sick of this shit |
| Yeah, I’m lit, oh, so lit, I’m so fucked up off it |
| So I stumble around till I stumble fall down |
| Into this puddle of my tears laying here on the ground |
| When you’ve got nothing left you’ve got nothing left to lose |
| With my last, this single breath, I’ll still be singing to you |
| So when you bury me, man, you better bury me deep |
| And sing along to this song 'cause you’re broken like me |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna be like this |
| I’ve been running these streets for too long now |
| I’ve got nothing, it’s true, but this song now |
| But the further I go, I wanna go home |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna be like this |
| I’ve been running these streets for too long now |
| I’ve got nothing, it’s true, but this song now |
| But the further I go, I wanna go home |
| And I wanna go back to the start |
| Back where we started from |
| And I know it’s been so long |
| I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong all along |
| And I wanna go back to the start |
| Back where we started from |
| And I know it’s been so long |
| I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong all along |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna be like this |
| I’ve been running these streets for too long now |
| I’ve got nothing, it’s true, but this song now |
| But the further I go, I wanna go home |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna be like this |
| I’ve been running these streets for too long now |
| I’ve got nothing, it’s true, but this song now |
| But the further I go, I wanna go home |