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Empty by Juice WRLD
Empty
Tuning:E A D G B E
Key:C
Capo:no capo
don't want 6ths and 7ths
just play F Am G
[Chorus]
F6
From the unknown
Am7 Gadd9 F6
I ran away, I don't think I'm coming back home
Am7
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Gadd9 F6
Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam
Am7
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know
Gadd9 F6
I problem solve with Styrofoam
Am7
My world revolves around a black hole
Gadd9 F6
The same black hole that's in place of my soul, uh
Am7 Gadd9
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty
F6
I may go rogue
Am7
Don't tempt me, big bullet holes
Gadd9
Tote semi-autos
[Verse 1]
F6
Huh, yeah
I'm keepin' it real, real
Am7
I'm keepin' it real, uh, yeah
Gadd9 F6
Life gets tough, shit is getting real (Yeah)
I don't know how to feel
Am7
Swallowing all these pills
Gadd9
Numb my real feels, uh
F6
Devil standing here
Tryna' make a deal, uh
Am7
It ain't no deals
Gadd9
Feel like I'm going crazy but still took a lot to get me here
F6
Losing my sanity up in a house in the hills, hills, hills
Am7 Gadd9
I ain't have anything then and I still don't have anything still, still,
F6
still, uh
Bein' me, I rock, PnB
Am7 Gadd9
These hoes actin' like gossip, TMZ
F6
These drugs acting like
Mosh pits squishing me
Am7 Gadd9 F6
Oh my, oh me, how they kill me slowly
Am7
Lonely, I been gettin' no peace
Gadd9 F6
OD, feel like overdosing
Am7
Low key I been looking for the signs
Gadd9 F6
But all I can find is a sign of the times
[Chorus]
F6
From the unknown
Am7 Gadd9 F6
I ran away, I don't think I'm coming back home
Am7
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Gadd9 F6
Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam
Am7
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know
Gadd9 F6
I problem solve with Styrofoam
Am7
My world revolves around a black hole
Gadd9 F6
The same black hole that's in place of my soul, uh
Am7 Gadd9
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty
F6
I may go rogue
Am7
Don't tempt me, big bullet holes
Gadd9
Tote semi-autos
[Verse 2]
F6
I ain't suicidal
Am7 Gadd9 F6
Only thing suicide is suicide doors
Am7
Fight for survival
Gadd9 F6
Gotta keep hope up, rolling good dope up (Uh)
Am7
Hold my hand, through hell we go
Gadd9 F6
Don't look back, it ain't the past no more
Am7
Gonna get to the racks, all them niggas want war
Gadd9 F6
Yeah, I was put here to lead the lost souls
Am7
Exhale depression as the wind blows
Gadd9 F6
These are the laws of livin' in vogue
Am7
We're perfectly imperfect children
Gadd9 F6
Rose from the dust, all of us are on a mission
Am7
Never gave a fuck, really came from rags to riches
Gadd9 F6
Now we live it up, driving with the rooftop missin'
Am7
I don't give a fuck, really came from rags to riches
Gadd9 F6
Now I live it up, driving with the rooftop missin'
[Chorus]
F6
From the unknown
Am7 Gadd9 F6
I ran away, I don't think I'm coming back home
Am7
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Gadd9 F6
Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam
Am7
Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know
Gadd9 F6
I problem solve with Styrofoam
Am7
My world revolves around a black hole
Gadd9 F6
The same black hole that's in place of my soul, uh
Am7 Gadd9
Empty, I feel so goddamn empty
F6
I may go rogue
Am7
Don't tempt me, big bullet holes
Gadd9
Tote semi-autos
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version 2
Tuning:E A D G B E
Key:C
Capo:no capo
played all throughout
e|-------------------------------3-----5-----0-------------------------------|
B|------1----3/5---3---1p0---------------------------3---1--3----------------|
G|---2-----------------------2-----------------------------------------------|
D|---3-----------------------2-----------------------------------------------|
A|---3-----------------------0-----------------------------------------------|
E|---1---------------------------------------3-------------------------------|
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
Yeah, I'm keepin' it real, real, um
Keepin' it real, uh yeah
Life gets tough, shit is getting real
I don't know how to feel
Swallowing all these pills
Know my real feels
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
Bein' me, I rock PnB
These hoes actin' like gossip, TMZ
These drugs acting like
Moshpits 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
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, oh
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
Fight for survival
Gotta keep hope up, rolling good dope up
Hold my hand, through hell we go
Don't look back, it ain't the past no more
Gon' 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 living 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'
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
| / Slide up
| P Pull
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version 3
Tuning:E A D G B E
Capo:no capo
[Intro]
E|-5---8---12-10-8-7-5--15-17-12-10----10-|
B|----------------------------------12----|
G|----------------------------------------|
D|----------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
E|-5---8---12-10-8-7-5--15-17-12-10----10-|
B|----------------------------------12----|
G|----------------------------------------|
D|----------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
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
Yeah, I'm keepin' it real, real, um
Keepin' it real, uh yeah
Life gets tough, shit is getting real
I don't know how to feel
Swallowing all these pills
Know my real feels
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
Bein' me, I rock PnB
These hoes actin' like gossip, TMZ
These drugs acting like
Moshpits 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
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, oh
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
Fight for survival
Gotta keep hope up, rolling good dope up
Hold my hand, through hell we go
Don't look back, it ain't the past no more
Gon' 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 living 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'
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
------------------
version 4
Tuning:E A D G B E
Capo:no capo
[Intro]
e|---------------0------------------------------3-----5-----0------|
B|--------1------------3------1----0-------------------------------|
G|---2-----------------------------------2-------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
e|-------------------|
B|---3----1----3-----|
G|-------------------|
D|-------------------|
A|-------------------|
E|-------------------|
e|---------------0------------------------------3-----5-----0------|
B|--------1------------3------1----0-------------------------------|
G|---2-----------------------------------2-------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
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
Yeah, I'm keepin' it real, real, um
Keepin' it real, uh yeah
Life gets tough, shit is getting real
I don't know how to feel
Swallowing all these pills
Know my real feels
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
Bein' me, I rock PnB
These hoes actin' like gossip, TMZ
These drugs acting like
Moshpits 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
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, oh
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
Fight for survival
Gotta keep hope up, rolling good dope up
Hold my hand, through hell we go
Don't look back, it ain't the past no more
Gon' 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 living 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'
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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