Empty: accordi di
Juice Wrld
Juice Wrld

2019Hip-hop3.2K visualizzazioni
4.7 (3)
Tonalità: F major
Intro 1
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
F
F
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
F
F
Chorus 1
Eb
Eb
From the unknown
Gm
Gm
I ran away,
F
F
Eb
Eb
I don't think I'm coming back home
Gm
Gm
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
F
F
Eb
Eb
Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam
Gm
Gm
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know
F
F
Eb
Eb
I problem solve with Styrofoam
Gm
Gm
My world revolves around a black hole
The same black hole
F
F
Eb
Eb
that's in place of my soul, uh
Gm
Gm
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty
F
F
Eb
Eb
I may go rogue
Gm
Gm
Don't tempt me, big bullet holes
F
F
Tote semi- au
Verse 1
Eb
Eb
tos
Yeah, I'm keepin' it real, real, um
Gm
Gm
Keepin' it real, uh yeah
F
F
Eb
Eb
Life gets tough, shit is getting real
I don't know how to feel
Gm
Gm
Swallowing all these pills
Know my real feels
Eb
Eb
Devil standing here
Tryna' make a deal, uh
Gm
Gm
It ain't no deals
Feel like I'm going crazy
F
F
Eb
Eb
but still took a lot to get me here
here Losing my sanity up
in a house in the hills, hills, hills
Gm
Gm
I ain't have anything then
F
F
and I still don't have anything still, still, still,
Eb
Eb
Bein' me, I rock PnB
Gm
Gm
F
F
These hoes actin' like gossip, TMZ
Eb
Eb
These drugs acting like
Moshpits squishing me
Gm
Gm
F
F
Eb
Eb
Oh my, oh me, how they kill me slowly
Gm
Gm
Lonely, I been gettin' no peace
F
F
Eb
Eb
OD, feel like overdossing
Gm
Gm
Low key I been looking for the signs
F
F
But all I can find is a sign of the
Chorus 2
Eb
Eb
(times) From the unknown
Gm
Gm
I ran away,
F
F
Eb
Eb
I don't think I'm coming back home
Gm
Gm
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
F
F
Eb
Eb
Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam
Gm
Gm
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know
F
F
Eb
Eb
I problem solve with Styrofoam
Gm
Gm
My world revolves around a black hole
The same black hole
F
F
Eb
Eb
that's in place of my soul, uh
Gm
Gm
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty
F
F
Eb
Eb
I may go rogue
Gm
Gm
Don't tempt me, big bullet holes
F
F
Tote semi- au
Verse 2
Eb
Eb
tos
I ain't suicidal
Gm
Gm
F
F
Only thing suicide is suicide doors
Eb
Eb
Fight for survival
Gm
Gm
Gotta keep hope up,
F
F
Eb
Eb
rolling good dope up
Gm
Gm
Hold my hand, through hell we go
F
F
Eb
Eb
Don't look back, it ain't the past no more
Gon' get to the the racks,
Gm
Gm
all them niggas want war
F
F
Eb
Eb
Yeah, I was put here to lead the lost souls
Gm
Gm
Exhale depression as the wind blows
F
F
Eb
Eb
These are the laws of living in vogue
We're perfectly imperfect imperfect children
Gm
Gm
Rose from the dust,
F
F
Eb
Eb
all of us are on mission, never gave a fuck,
really came from rags to riches
Gm
Gm
Now we live it up,
F
F
driving with the rooftop missin'
Eb
Eb
I don't give a fuck,
really came came from rags to riches
Gm
Gm
Now I live it up,
F
F
driving with the rooftop missin'
Chorus 3
Eb
Eb
From the unknown
Gm
Gm
I ran away,
F
F
Eb
Eb
I don't think I'm coming back home
Gm
Gm
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
F
F
Eb
Eb
Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam
Gm
Gm
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know
F
F
Eb
Eb
I problem solve with Styrofoam
Gm
Gm
My world revolves around a black hole
The same black hole
F
F
Eb
Eb
that's in place of my soul, uh
Gm
Gm
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty
F
F
Eb
Eb
I may go rogue
Gm
Gm
Don't tempt me, big bullet holes
F
F
Tote semi- au
Outro 1
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
F
F
tos
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
F
F
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
F
F
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
F
F
[Repeat and fade]

Ti è piaciuto il brano?

4.7 (3)
Devi per lasciare una valutazione.
AccordatoreE A D G B E
AccordiEb Gm F