‘Cause I don’t wanna be like this. I’ve been running these streets, for too long now. I’ve got nothing that’s true, but this song now. But the further I go, I wanna go home. I fuckin’ swear that I care! But its hard when you stare into the bottom of a bottle that is empty and bare, all 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 fit just to sleep. Oh woe is me woe is me! I guess I need love, hoes ya see hoes ya see. I’m just in a rut, and I swear I’m trying baby please! Baby don’t leave, god-damn I’m a fuck-up. But I guess that’s just me. So I sit in my room, and I’ll cry in my bed. Thinkin’ about all the shit, that made me wrong in my head. I keep trying to climb, but it seems so steep. Pour myself a fuckin’ whiskey, and go back to sleep…. *****. ‘Cause I don’t wanna be like this. I’ve been running these streets, for too long now. I’ve got nothing that’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 that’s true, but this song now. But the further I go, I wanna go home. I watch my momma 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 mother fucker like you, mom! I sing this shit for you, Danny, Sasha and Jordan. These beers keep getting warmer, every time that I hold her. I pour this out for you, like a partner in crime. It’s 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, ’til I stumble fall down. to 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 left 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, because 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 that’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 that’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. ‘Cause I don’t wanna be like this. I’ve been running these streets, for too long now. I’ve got nothing that’s true, but this song now. But the further I go, I wanna go home…-The Diary:: Hollywood Undead-…
It’s harder to live, when you’re just a kid. Harder to give, with no reason to live. Harder to try, when you just wanna die. Harder to cry, when life’s just a lie.Â
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3 comments
where can we download this song?
Hollywood Undead were pretty awesome, until it started to all be about whores and boobs.
Just sayin’.
Agreead. You can get this song on YouTube, iTunes, LimeWire..anywhere, basically