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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.

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 ******** 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 ******** 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.
Dollar is at it's peak,
another fit just to sleep.
Oh whoa is me, whoa is 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 ******** 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 s**t that made me wrong in my head.
I keep trying to climb but it seems so steep,
pour my self a ******** whiskey and go back to sleep, b***h.

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.

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 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 ******** like you, mom.
I sing this s**t for you Daddy, 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 in the mind.
Yeah I'm sick,
oh so sick,
I'm so sick of this s**t.
Yeah I'm lit,
I'm so lit,
I'm so ******** up off it.
So I stumble around, till 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 loose.
With my last and 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
cuz you're broken like me.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Hollywood Undead