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From the unknown, oh oh oh I ran away I don't think I'm coming back home 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 Keepin' it real, keepin' it real, real uh Keepin' it real, uh yeah Life gets tough shit is getting real I don't know how to feel Throwing up these pills Now I'm in my feels [?] extended [?] Tryna' make a deal, uh But ain't no deals Feel like I'm going crazy but still took a lot to get me here [?] house on the hills I ain't have anything then and I still don't have anything still, still, still Being me, I rock SongtextePNB, these hoes Actin' like gossip, TMZ These drugs acting like Moshpits squishing me Oh my oh me how they kill me slowly Lovely I been gettin' no peace OD, Feel like overdosing Lowkey I'm looking for the silence But all I can find is [?] From the unknown, oh oh oh I ran away I don't think I'm coming back home 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, oh oh oh Fight for survival, oh oh oh Gotta keep [?] buck rolling good dope up Hold my hand through hell we go Don't look back it ain't the past no more When I ain't getting to them racks all them niggas [?] I was put here to lead the lost souls Exhale depression as the wind blows These are the laws of living in [?] [?] perfectly and perfect children Raised 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, oh oh oh I ran away I don't think I'm coming back home 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 Aus Songtexte Mania