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[Intro]
Fmaj7 Am G Fmaj7
Am G
[Chorus]
Fmaj7 Am
From the unknown
I ran away,
G Fmaj7
I don't think I'm coming back home
Am
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Like a crawlspace,
G Fmaj7
it's a dark place I roam
Ain't no right way,
Am
just the wrong way I know
G Fmaj7
I problem solve with Styrofoam
Am
My world revolves around a black hole The same black hole
G
that's
Fmaj7
in place of my soul, uh
Am
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty
G Fmaj7
I may go rogue
Don't tempt me,
Am G
big bullet holes Tote semi
Fmaj7
autos
[Verse 1]
Huh, yeah
I'm keepin' it real, real
Am
I'm keepin' it real, uh, yeah
G
Life gets tough,
Fmaj7
shit is getting real (Yeah)
I don't know how to feel
Am
Swallowing all these pills
G
Numb my real feels, uh
Fmaj7
Devil standing here
Tryna' make a deal, uh
Am
It ain't no deals
G
Feel like I'm going crazy but still took a lot to get me
Fmaj7
here
Losing my sanity up in a house in the hills, hills,
hills
Am
I ain't have anything then and I still don't have anything
G Fmaj7
still, still, still, uh
Bein' me, I rock, PnB
Am G
These hoes actin' like gossip, TMZ
Fmaj7
These drugs acting like
Mosh pits squishing me
Am G Fmaj7
Oh my, oh me, how they kill me slowly
Am
Lonely, I been gettin' no peace
G Fmaj7
OD, feel like overdosing
Am
Low key I been looking for the signs
G Fmaj7
But all I can find is a sign of the times
[Chorus]
Am
From the unknown
I ran away,
G Fmaj7
I don't think I'm coming back home
Am
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Like a crawlspace,
G Fmaj7
it's a dark place I roam
Ain't no right way,
Am
just the wrong way I know
G Fmaj7
I problem solve with Styrofoam
Am
My world revolves around a black hole The same black hole
G
that's
Fmaj7
in place of my soul, uh
Am
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty
G Fmaj7
I may go rogue
Don't tempt me,
Am G
big bullet holes Tote semi
Fmaj7
autos
[Verse 2]
I ain't suicidal
Am G Fmaj7
Only thing suicide is suicide doors
Am
Fight for survival
Gotta keep hope up,
G Fmaj7
rolling good dope up (Uh)
Am
Hold my hand, through hell we go
Don't look back,
G Fmaj7
it ain't the past no more
Gonna get to the racks,
Am
all them niggas want war
Yeah,
G Fmaj7
I was put here to lead the lost souls
Am
Exhale depression as the wind blows
G Fmaj7
These are the laws of livin' in vogue
We're perfectly imperfect children
Am
Rose from the dust,
G
all of us are on a mission
Fmaj7
Never gave a fuck,
really came from rags to riches
Am
Now we live it up,
G
driving with the rooftop missin'
Fmaj7
I don't give a fuck,
really came from rags to riches
Am
Now I live it up,
G Fmaj7
driving with the rooftop missin'
[Chorus]
Am
From the unknown
I ran away,
G Fmaj7
I don't think I'm coming back home
Am
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Like a crawlspace,
G Fmaj7
it's a dark place I roam
Ain't no right way,
Am
just the wrong way I know
G Fmaj7
I problem solve with Styrofoam
Am
My world revolves around a black hole The same black hole
G
that's
Fmaj7
in place of my soul, uh
Am
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty
G Fmaj7
I may go rogue
Don't tempt me,
Am G
big bullet holes Tote semi
[Outro]
Fmaj7 Am G Fmaj7 Am G Fmaj7 Am G
autos
[Fade Out]
Fmaj7 Am G
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