Wish You The Best by Trust The Child Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I only wanted expression
The pain on her face when you lie is the lesson
I’m guessing you feeling the heat and depression
You hurting I truly just wish you the best
Don’t you fuck with me though
I don’t fuck with the strap but I’ll rupture your neck
If you talking that shit, I might pull up the clique
With a hundred new sticks, we could nail you to the chalkboard, you know the rest
Said I wish you the best
I don’t fuck with them all but I fuck with the blessed
Used to lay in the bed contemplating on death
Now I’m getting some paper, escaping the debt
But my grandfather think that he sleeping with rats
And I love him, the sound of the cough on his chest
Make me wonder if he had not wrestled with that
Would he beat on my Dad, would I be more content?
Would I need all of that?
Said I wish you the best
All of my life I’ve been dealing with endings
My story seasonal, fired my friends for couple of reasons
Been meaning to send you congrats on your marriage, I’m proud of you
Last time we spoke told me not to look down on you, said you were living for others
And you were my brother, I wish I could told you to smother them demons thats tearin and feeding
I wish you the best
None of our stories have happy endings
All of these fears I’m tryna mend and
All of them tears I made her spend and
All the good I kept pretending
I wanted to matter, a shot to the brain and I shatter
I'm numbin again with the medicine, Satan is dancing ontop of my head again, I’m so irreverent
Wish me the best
After this here I might clean up my mess
After it’s clear I might strip off her dress
After appearing I hated my flesh
After this here I might need a lil rest
Nothing to shy from, survive or deny all the pain that you hide from
There’s no in-between it, you pricked on your paw and you bleed and
You seed and you seed and there’s no guarantee that it–
[Bridge: From "Aqueduct Flow"]
Fuck them boys
They don’t know bout sacrifice, the why I wake at 4AM to cook up for the afterlife
Or why we diggin in the grave and psychoanalyze
Or light a spliff and get it stiff, because we traumatized
I need a pause, about a comma–
[Verse 2]
None of our stories have happy endings
All of these fears I’m tryna mend and
All of them tears I made her spend and
All the good I kept pretending
I wanted to matter, a shot to the brain and I shatter
I'm numbin again with the medicine, Satan is dancing ontop of my head again, I’m so irreverent
Wish me the best
After this here I might clean up my mess
After it’s clear I might strip off her dress
After appearing I hated my flesh
After this here I might need a lil rest
I only wanted expression
The pain on her face when you lie is the lesson
I’m guessing you feeling the heat and depression
You hurting I truly just wish you the best
Don’t you fuck with me though
I don’t fuck with the strap but I’ll rupture your neck
If you talking that shit, I might pull up the clique
With a hundred new sticks, we could nail you to the chalkboard, you know the rest
Said I wish you the best
I don’t fuck with them all but I fuck with the blessed
Used to lay in the bed contemplating on death
Now I’m getting some paper, escaping the debt
But my grandfather think that he sleeping with rats
And I love him, the sound of the cough on his chest
Make me wonder if he had not wrestled with that
Would he beat on my Dad, would I be more content?
Would I need all of that?
Said I wish you the best
All of my life I’ve been dealing with endings
My story seasonal, fired my friends for couple of reasons
Been meaning to send you congrats on your marriage, I’m proud of you
Last time we spoke told me not to look down on you, said you were living for others
And you were my brother, I wish I could told you to smother them demons thats tearin and feeding
I wish you the best
None of our stories have happy endings
All of these fears I’m tryna mend and
All of them tears I made her spend and
All the good I kept pretending
I wanted to matter, a shot to the brain and I shatter
I'm numbin again with the medicine, Satan is dancing ontop of my head again, I’m so irreverent
Wish me the best
After this here I might clean up my mess
After it’s clear I might strip off her dress
After appearing I hated my flesh
After this here I might need a lil rest
Nothing to shy from, survive or deny all the pain that you hide from
There’s no in-between it, you pricked on your paw and you bleed and
You seed and you seed and there’s no guarantee that it–
[Bridge: From "Aqueduct Flow"]
Fuck them boys
They don’t know bout sacrifice, the why I wake at 4AM to cook up for the afterlife
Or why we diggin in the grave and psychoanalyze
Or light a spliff and get it stiff, because we traumatized
I need a pause, about a comma–
[Verse 2]
None of our stories have happy endings
All of these fears I’m tryna mend and
All of them tears I made her spend and
All the good I kept pretending
I wanted to matter, a shot to the brain and I shatter
I'm numbin again with the medicine, Satan is dancing ontop of my head again, I’m so irreverent
Wish me the best
After this here I might clean up my mess
After it’s clear I might strip off her dress
After appearing I hated my flesh
After this here I might need a lil rest