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[LYRICS] Empty Lyrics By Juice WRLD

Juice WRLD Lyrics

Read the most accurate lyrics to ‘Empty’ by Juice WRLD below. ‘Empty’ was the introductory track on Juice WRLD’ 2019-album, Death Race For Love, ‘Empty’ was produced by Nick Mira. Check the lyrics to ‘Empty’ in a few scrolls and sing along.

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[LYRICS] Empty Lyrics By Juice WRLD
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Juice WRLD – Empty Lyrics

Chorus
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

Verse 1
Huh, yeah
I’m keeping it real, real
I’m keeping 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
Being me, I rock, PnB
These hoes acting like gossip, TMZ
These drugs acting like
Mosh pits 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

Chorus
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

Verse 2
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 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 missing
I don’t give a fuck, really came from rags to riches
Now I live it up, driving with the rooftop missing

Chorus
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

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