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Hollywood Undead Swan Songs Track 12: The Diary [Chorus] Cuz 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. [x2] [Verse 1] I fuckin swear that I care, but it's hard when you stare into the bottom of a bottle that is empty and bare. Oh my decelate soul, in my decelate home, it's my decelate role, yeah I'm here all alone. I can't think of a reason to get the fuck out of bed, curtains close, lights are off, am I alive or dead? I haven't shaved in a week, I always slur when I speak. Dollar is at it's peak, another fit just to sleep. Oh whoa it's me, whoa it's me, I guess I need love. Hoes ya see, Hoes ya see, I'm just in a rud. 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'll sit in my room and I'll 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 my self a fuckin whiskey and go back to sleep, bitch. [Chorus] x2 [Verse 2] I watched my momma cry, she says "baby why", I say "baby die". Babys' 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 (?), Sasha and Jordan. These mirrors keep gettin warmer everytime that I hold em. I pour this out for you like a partner in crime. It's part of the times, when your sick <b>...</b> |
