The Death of Mr. Ramen

Hook x2 :
Restless eyes
Following us
Coming from the hilltops
Watching us drown (drown, drown, drown)

Verse 1:
Truth is it hurts to talk about myself
So I made it a figment of imagination
For you to just take off the shelf when you're lonely or tired or passive agressive
I'm full of these antidepressants
And Remnants and fragments
Infesting my soul and intestines
I feel like I'm destined to fail
But don't think I will
And thats half the problem
I'm dripping in wealth
I'm anxious as hell
I slit my wrist just to see how it felt
I put my soul and my secrets for sale
Sell 'em to god and nobody else
My momma told me to pray for her children who don't go to church
Thats including myself
She's worried I'm skipping the sermons
To hang with the serpents
And perverts
And everyone else

Hook :
Restless eyes
Following us
Coming from the hilltops
Watching us drown (drown, drown, drown)

Outro:
I, I, I never knew you like this
I, I, I never knew you liked this
I, I, I never knew you like this (I don't wanna let it go)
I, I, I never knew you liked this (Don't you know I love you}
I, I, I never knew you like this (I don't wanna let it go)
I, I, I never knew you liked this (Don't you know I love you}