Empty Lyrics - Juice Wrld

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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Keepin' it real, keepin' it real, real uh 

Keepin' it real, uh yeah 

Life gets tough, shit 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 

Bein' me, I rock PnB 

These hoes actin' like gossip, TMZ 

These drugs acting like 

Moshpits squishing me 

Oh my, oh me, how they kill me slowly 

Lonely, I been gettin' no peace 

Photos 

OD, feel like overdosing 

Low key I'm 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 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 

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 niggas 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 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