Juice WRLD - Empty (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Juice WRLD - Empty (en) Lyrics
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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
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
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'
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