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Juice Wrld
Juice Wrld

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

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