Understatments - Civilian

What do you say to the things that you hate

when they’re coming alive in the back of your mind

What do you say when you hate what you’ve made

when you’re trying to trust but you’re fucking it up

down like a dove comes a sign

as a tear to the cheek from her lovesick eye

and then like the lord

she wasn’t there anymore

I wait for the day like inevitable rain

where, just like the dust, I will swallow you up

and down like a flood comes a sign

as I tug on her hem like a sleepless child

and down like a flood comes a sign

in the form of a man clearly loosing his mind

then like the lord that man wasn’t there anymore

with your hand in my hand and your head on my chest

I was kissing your neck till I ran out of breath

sometimes you got no choice

to face what you fear the most

to say that I need this

would be an understatement