The Diary
Hollywood Undead Lyrics


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Cause I don't wanna be like this
I've been runnin' 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 runnin' 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 tryin' 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 tryin' to climb
But it seems so steep
Pour myself a fuckin' whisky
And go back to sleep, bitch

Cause I don't wanna be like this
I've been runnin' 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 runnin' 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 gettin' 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
Layin' 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 runnin' 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 runnin' 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

Cause I don't wanna be like this
I've been runnin' 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 runnin' 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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Hollywood Undead's song "The Diary" detail a struggle with addiction, depression, and the desire to find a sense of home. The chorus repeats the, "Cause I don't wanna be like this, I've been runnin' 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 singer recognizes that he has been running in circles and that his music is the only true thing that he has left to hold onto. However, he longs to find a sense of home and to stop feeling trapped by his past and his struggles. The verses dive deeper into his struggle with addiction as he admits to being a fuck-up and feeling so sick of his issues that he can't even get out of bed. He sings about pouring himself whiskey and crying himself to sleep.


The last verse of the song is particularly poignant as it reveals that the singer has lost someone close to him, as he sings, "I watch my momma cry, she says 'baby why?,' I say 'baby died, baby's gone like a suicide.'" This loss likely contributes to the singer's deep depression and addiction, as he struggles to find a reason to keep going. He sings about singing for those he has lost and for those who feel broken like him.


Overall, "The Diary" is a powerful song that delves into the struggles of mental health, addiction, and the desire to find a sense of home.


Line by Line Meaning

Cause I don't wanna be like this
The singer is unhappy with their current lifestyle and wants to change.


I've been runnin' these streets
The singer has been living a wild and reckless life for a long time.


For too long now
The singer thinks they have been living this way for too much time.


I've got nothing that's true
The artist acknowledges that their life has been full of lies and they don't have anything real or meaningful in it.


But this song now
The only genuine thing the artist has is this song that they are singing.


But the further I go
Despite the desire to change, the singer is still going further down the path they've been on.


I wanna go home
The singer longs for a place of safety and comfort that they can call 'home'.


I fuckin' swear that I care
The artist is passionate about something, but they struggle to put it into practice in their current state.


But its hard when you stare
The artist finds it difficult to remain committed when they are dealing with challenges that make it hard for them to stay focused.


Into the bottom of a bottle
The artist is drinking heavily to try to mask or avoid their problems.


That is empty and bare
The singer is reaching for something that cannot fulfill them, as represented by the empty bottle.


All my desolate soul
The artist is alone and lost, with a sense of hopelessness that permeates their soul.


In my desolate home
The singer's physical and emotional state mirror each other in their desolation.


It's my desolate role
The singer has taken on a persona of desolation and feels like they have no real control over it.


Yeah I'm here all alone
The singer is isolated and has nobody to rely on for support or companionship.


I can't think of a reason
The artist is struggling to find motivation to do anything productive or positive.


To get the fuck out of bed
The artist is deeply depressed and can't bring themselves to even get out of bed.


Curtains closed, lights are off
The singer is cutting off the outside world and is in a state of darkness and isolation.


Am I alive or dead?
The singer is questioning whether they are truly living or just existing in a state of emptiness and despair.


I haven't shaved in a week
The artist is neglecting their personal care and hygiene.


I always slur when I speak
The artist is drinking so heavily that it is affecting their ability to speak clearly.


Tolerance at its peak
The artist has developed a high tolerance for alcohol, meaning they need more to get drunk.


Another fit just to sleep
The singer is relying on alcohol-induced blackouts to deal with their problems and numb their emotions.


Oh woe is me woe is me
The artist is feeling sorry for themselves and their situation.


I guess I need love
The singer is identifying that what they really need is love and connection to others.


Hoes ya see hoes ya see
The expression is a way people say hello to each other.


I'm just in a rut
The singer is stuck in a negative pattern and can't seem to get out of it.


And I swear I'm tryin' baby please
The artist is begging for understanding and forgiveness from someone they care about.


Baby don't leave
The artist fears losing someone important to them.


God-damn I'm a fuck-up
The singer acknowledges that they have made many mistakes in their life and feel like they are a failure.


But I guess that's just me
The singer has internalized their failures and thinks of them as part of their identity.


So I sit in my room
The artist is isolating themselves and withdrawing from the world.


And I'll cry in my bed
The artist is overwhelmed with emotion and is crying in bed.


Thinkin' about all the shit
The artist is fixating on past mistakes and regrets.


That made me wrong in my head
The singer is blaming their own thoughts for their mental and emotional state.


I keep tryin' to climb
The artist is making efforts to improve their life, but it is difficult.


But it seems so steep
The singer is acknowledging that the road to improvement is hard and it is tough to stay on it.


Pour myself a fuckin' whisky
The singer is using alcohol as a crutch to deal with their problems.


And go back to sleep, bitch
The singer is blaming themselves for their situation and using harsh language as a way to cope.


I watch my momma cry
The artist is hurting someone they care about because of their actions.


She says 'baby why?'
The artist's loved ones are confused and sad about their actions.


I say 'baby died, Baby's gone like a suicide'
The singer is making excuses for their behavior and blaming it on feelings of loss and grief.


I don't think you'll see him soon, mom
The singer implies that they are in a bad place and that this might cause lasting damage to their relationships.


Stay out my room, mom
The artist wants to isolate themselves from the people around them, even their own mother.


Tell daddy that I hate that mother fucker like you, mom
The artist is lashing out at their mother and projecting their anger on her.


I sing this shit for you, Danny, Sasha and Jordan
The artist is dedicating the song to the people they love, but who they are hurting with their actions.


These beers keep gettin' warmer
The singer is drinking heavily and pausing to drink more beer during the song.


Every time that I hold her
The artist is trying to hold on to someone, but it seems that the connection is drifting away from them.


I pour this out for you
The singer is using the song to express their emotions and feelings to the people they love.


Like a partner in crime
The singer sees their loved ones as close partners in life, but is struggling to be a good partner at the moment.


It's part of the times
The singer acknowledges that their behavior is a reflection of difficult times.


When you're sick in the mind
The artist is dealing with mental health issues that they cannot control and can't seem to shake off.


Yeah I'm sick, oh so sick
The artist is using a metaphor to describe how he feels about himself and his life.


I'm so sick of this shit
The singer is frustrated with himself and their current state of being.


Yeah I'm lit, oh so lit
The singer is heavily intoxicated and drunk.


I'm so fucked up off it
The artist is using alcohol to escape their problems.


So I stumble around
The artist is having problems staying upright and stable on their feet because of their drunkenness.


Til I stumble fall down
The artist is completely unsteady on their feet and falls down as a result of their alcohol use.


To this puddle of my tears
The singer cannot control their emotions and is crying uncontrollably on the ground.


Layin' here on the ground
The artist is on the ground, which is a metaphor for how low they've sunk and how hopeless they feel.


When you've got nothing left
The singer has reached a point of desperation and has nothing left to lose.


You've got nothing left to lose
The singer has lost all hope and feels like they have nothing left to live for.


With my last left single breath
The singer is acknowledging that they are near the end of their rope and feel like they are about to give up.


I'll still be singing to you
The artist is using the song as a way to reach out to the people they care about, even when they are no longer alive.


So when you bury me man
The artist is acknowledging that their behavior could lead to their death.


You better bury me deep
The singer wants to be buried with dignity and wants their passing to be acknowledged in a meaningful way.


And sing along to this song
The singer wants their loved ones to always remember them, even after they're gone, and hopes that the song will help them do so.


Because you're broken like me
The artist is reaching out to their loved ones, telling them that they are not alone and that they are all in this together.


And I know it's been so long
The artist is acknowledging that they haven't been a good friend or partner lately, and that it has been a long time since things were 'normal'.


I was wrong, I was wrong
The artist is acknowledging their mistakes and regrets, and wishes they could start over and do things differently.


I was wrong all along
The singer is admitting that they've been in denial and running away from their problems instead of facing them head-on.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Aron Erlichman, George Arthur Ragan

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on Everywhere I Go

Engaging in sexual activity with oneself like a 'butcher', and treating women poorly like a celebrity with a reputation for similar behavior

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