from the unknown
i ran away i don’t think i’m coming back home
whoawhoawhoawhoawhoawhoa
like a crawlspace it’s a dark place i roam
ain’t no right way just the wrong way i know
i problemsolve 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 semiautos
huh yeah
i’m keepin’ it real real
i’m keepin’ 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
bein’ me i rock pnb
these hoes actin’ like gossip tmz
these drugs acting like
mosh pits squishing me
oh my oh me how they kill me slowly
lonely i been gettin’ 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
whoawhoawhoawhoawhoawhoa
like a crawlspace it’s a dark place i roam
ain’t no right way just the wrong way i know
i problemsolve 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 semiautos
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 livin’ 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
whoawhoawhoawhoawhoawhoa
like a crawlspace it’s a dark place i roam
ain’t no right way just the wrong way i know
i problemsolve 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 semiautos
Artist: Juice Wrld
Year: 2019
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 297