The Diary
Hollywood UndeadVersion1
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Cuz 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 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 it's peak, another fifth just to sleep.
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Readable chord sheet for The Diary by Hollywood Undead
Cuz I[Am] don't wanna be like[F] this, I've been r[G]unning these streets for too[Em] long now, I've got [F]nothing, that's true, but this [Dm]song now. But the fu[G]rther I go, I wanna go home. [Am]I fuckin swear that I care, but it's h[F]ard when you stare into the [G]bottom of a bottle that is e[Em]mpty and bare. Oh my de[F]solate soul, in my desolate h[Dm]ome, it's my desolate[G] role, yeah I'm here all alone. I can[Am]'t think of a reason to get the fuc[F]k out of bed, curt[G]ains closed, lights are off, am I[Em] alive or dead? I haven't [F]shaved in a week, I always [Dm]slur when I speak. Tolerance [G]at it's peak, another fifth just to sleep.