Chords for Juice WRLD - Empty (Lyrics)

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[F] From the unknown, [Am] I ran away, I [G] don't think I'm coming [F] back home
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, [Am] whoa, whoa
Like a cross [G] face, it's a dark place [F] I roam
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way, [Am] I know
I problem [G] solve with [F] styrofoam
My world revolves around a [A] black hole
This ain't [G] black hole, that's in place of [F] my soul
Empty, I feel [Am] so goddamn [G] empty
I make [F] a road, don't tip me
Big bullet [Em] holes, don't tip [G] me
[F] I'm keeping it real, real, [Am] I'm keeping it real
[G] Life gets tough, [F] shit is getting real
I don't know how to feel, [Am] following all these pills
[E] Not my real feels, [F] devil standing here
Trying to make a deal, it ain't [A] no deals
Feel like I'm going crazy, [G] but still, took a lot to [F] get me here
Losing my sanity up in the house in the hills, hills, [A] hills
I ain't have any of these antidotes, I still [G] don't have any of these still, still, [F] still
All I be is me, I rock, [Am] PNB, these hoes
Acting [G] like God sent, [F] TMZ, these drugs
Acting like my fist, squishing [A] me on my own
[G] Me how they kill [F] me slowly
Lonely, I've been getting [Am] no peace
OD, [G] feel like [F] overdosing
Low key, I've been looking [Am] for signs
But all [G] I could find is a sign of [F] the times
I know, [Am] I ran away, I [G] don't think I'm coming [F] back home
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, [Am] whoa, whoa
Like a cross [G] face, it's a dark place [F] I roam
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way, [Am] I know
I problem [G] solve with styrofoam
[F] My world revolves around a [Em] black hole
The same [G] black hole that's in place of [F] my soul
Empty, I feel [Am] so goddamn [G] empty
I may [F] go rogue, so tip me
Big bullet [Em] hole, so tip [G] me
[F] I ain't suicidal, only [A] thing suicidal, [G] suicidal _
[F] Fight for survival
_ [Am] Gotta keep [G] up, up, rolling good [F] dope up
Hold my hand through hell [A] we go
Don't [G] look back, it ain't the past [F] no more
Gon' get to the racks on them niggas, [A] whoa, whoa
Yeah, I was [G] put here to lead the [F] lost souls
Exhale depression as the [Am] wind blows
These are [G] the laws of living [F] in vogue
We're perfectly imperfect children
[Am] Rose from the dust, all of [G] us are on a mission
[F] Never gave a fuck, really came from racks to riches
Now [Am] we live it up, driving [G] with the rooftop mistress
[F] I don't give a fuck, really came from racks to riches
[Am] Now I live it up, driving with [G] the rooftop mistress
[F] From the high, no, whoa, whoa, [Am] whoa, whoa
I ran away, I [G] don't think I'm coming [F] back home
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, [Am] whoa, whoa
Like a croc [G] face, it's a dark place [F] I roam
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way, [Am] I know
I problem [G] solve with styrofoam
[F] My world revolves around a [Em] black hole
The same [G] black hole that's entranced of [F] my soul
Empty, I feel [Am] so goddamn [G] empty
I'm a [F] guru, don't tempt me
Big bully [Em] hole, don't tempt [G] me
[F] _ Adios
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