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Juice WRLD - Empty

• From the unknown

  
  

  I ran away, I don't think I'm coming back home

  Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa

  Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam

  Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know

  I problem solve with Styrofoam

  My world revolves around a black hole

  The same black hole that's in place of my soul, uh

  Empty, I feel so goddamn empty

  I may go rogue

  Don't tempt me, big bullet holes

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  Huh, yeah

  I'm keepin' it real, real

  I'm keepin' it real, uh, yeah

  Life gets tough, shit is getting real (Yeah)

  I don't know how to feel

  Swallowing all these pills

  Numb my real feels, uh

  Devil standing here

  Tryna' make a deal, uh

  It ain't no deals

  Feel like I'm going crazy but still took a lot to get me here

  Losing my sanity up in a house in the hills, hills, hills

  I ain't have anything then and I still don't have anything still, still, still, uh

  Bein' me, I rock, PnB

  These hoes actin' like gossip, TMZ

  These drugs acting like

  Mosh pits squishing me

  Oh my, oh me, how they kill me slowly

  Lonely, I been gettin' no peace

  OD, feel like overdosing

  Low key I been looking for the signs

  But all I can find is a sign of the times

  
  

  From the unknown

  I ran away, I don't think I'm coming back home

  Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa

  Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam

  Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know

  I problem solve with Styrofoam

  My world revolves around a black hole

  The same black hole that's in place of my soul, uh

  Empty, I feel so goddamn empty

  I may go rogue

  Don't tempt me, big bullet holes

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  I ain't suicidal

  Only thing suicide is suicide doors

  Fight for survival

  Gotta keep hope up, rolling good dope up (Uh)

  Hold my hand, through hell we go

  Don't look back, it ain't the past no more

  Gonna get to the racks, all them niggas want war

  Yeah, I was put here to lead the lost souls

  Exhale depression as the wind blows

  These are the laws of livin' in vogue

  We're perfectly imperfect children

  Rose from the dust, all of us are on a mission

  Never gave a fuck, really came from rags to riches

  Now we live it up, driving with the rooftop missin'

  I don't give a fuck, really came from rags to riches

  Now I live it up, driving with the rooftop missin'

  
  

  From the unknown

  I ran away, I don't think I'm coming back home

  Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa

  Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam

  Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know

  I problem solve with Styrofoam

  My world revolves around a black hole

  The same black hole that's in place of my soul, uh

  Empty, I feel so goddamn empty

  I may go rogue

  Don't tempt me, big bullet holes

  Tote semi-autos