文本歌词

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
Tote semi-autos
Keepin' it real keepin' it real real uh
Keepin' it real uh yeah
Life gets tough sh*t is getting real
I don't know how to feel
Swallowing all these pills
Know my real feels
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
Being me I rock pnb
These hoes actin' like gossip tmz
These d**gs acting like
Moshpits squishing me
Oh my oh me how they kill me slowly
Lonely I been getting' 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 oh
Empty I feel so god**mn empty
I may go rogue
Don't tempt me big bullet holes
Tote semi-autos
I ain't suicidal
Only thing suicide is suicide doors
Fight for survival
Gotta keep hope up rolling good d**e up
Hold my hand through hell we go
Don't look back it ain't the past no more
Gon' get to the racks all them n**gas want war
I was put here to lead the lost souls
Exhale depression as the wind blows
These are the laws of living in vogue
We're perfectly imperfect children
Rose from the dust all of us are on a mission
Never gave a f**k really came from rags to riches
Now we live it up driving with the rooftop missin'
I don't give a f**k 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 go**amn empty
I may go rogue
Don't tempt me big bullet holes
Tote semi-autos