Album Name

Death Race For Love

Artist

Juice WRLD

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2019.03.08

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Empty - 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
Tote semi-autos
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
Not 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
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
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
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