Empty chords and lyrics - JUICE WRLD

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[Intro 1]
[F][Am][G]
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[Chorus 1]
[F]From the unknown
[Am]I ran away,
I don't think [G]I'm coming back [F]home
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, [Am]whoa
Like a crawlspace, it's a [G]dark place I [F]roam
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I [Am]know
I problem solve with [G]Styro[F]foam
My world revolves around a black [Am]hole
The same black hole
[G]that's in place of my [F]soul, uh
Empty, I feel so [Am]goddamn empty
[G]I may go r[F]ogue
Don't tempt me, big bullet [Am]holes
Tote [G]semi- au

[Verse 1]
[F]tos
Yeah, I'm keepin' it real, real, um
[Am]Keepin' it real, uh yeah
Life [G]gets tough, shit is [F]getting real
I don't know how to feel
Swallowing [Am]all these pills
Know my real feels
Devil [F]standing here
Tryna' make a deal, uh
It ain't no [Am]deals
Feel like I'm going crazy
but still took a [G]lot to get me [F]here
here Losing my sanity up
in a house in the hills, hills, hills
[Am]I ain't have anything then
and I still don't have [G]anything still, still, still,
[F]Bein' me, I rock PnB
[Am]These hoes actin' like gos[G]sip, TMZ
[F]These drugs acting like
Moshpits squishing me
[Am]Oh my, oh me, how th[G]ey kill me s[F]lowly
Lonely, I been gettin' [Am]no peace
OD, feel [G]like over[F]dossing
Low key I been looking for the [Am]signs
But all I can find [G]is a sign of the

[Chorus 2]
[F](times) From the unknown
[Am]I ran away,
I don't think [G]I'm coming back [F]home
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, [Am]whoa
Like a crawlspace, it's a [G]dark place I [F]roam
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I [Am]know
I problem solve with [G]Styro[F]foam
My world revolves around a black [Am]hole
The same black hole
[G]that's in place of my [F]soul, uh
Empty, I feel so [Am]goddamn empty
[G]I may go r[F]ogue
Don't tempt me, big bullet [Am]holes
Tote [G]semi- au

[Verse 2]
[F]tos
I ain't suicidal
Only thing [Am]suicide is suicide [G]doors
[F]Fight for survival
[Am]Gotta keep hope up,
[G]rolling good dope [F]up
Hold my hand, through hell we [Am]go
Don't look back, it [G]ain't the past no [F]more
Gon' get to the the racks,
all them niggas want [Am]war
Yeah, I was put here [G]to lead the lost [F]souls
Exhale depression as the wind [Am]blows
These are the laws [G]of living in [F]vogue
We're perfectly imperfect imperfect children
[Am]Rose from the dust,
all of us are [G]on mission, never [F]gave a fuck,
really came from rags to riches
Now we [Am]live it up,
driving with the [G]rooftop missin'
I don't give a [F]fuck,
really came came from rags to riches
Now I [Am]live it up,
driving with the roof[G]top missin'

[Chorus 3]
[F]From the unknown
[Am]I ran away,
I don't think [G]I'm coming back [F]home
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, [Am]whoa
Like a crawlspace, it's a [G]dark place I [F]roam
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I [Am]know
I problem solve with [G]Styro[F]foam
My world revolves around a black [Am]hole
The same black hole
[G]that's in place of my [F]soul, uh
Empty, I feel so [Am]goddamn empty
[G]I may go r[F]ogue
Don't tempt me, big bullet [Am]holes
Tote [G]semi- au

[Outro 1]
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