[Chorus] 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
[Verse 1] 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
[Chorus] 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
[Verse 2] 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'
[Chorus] 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
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