(Something) Familiar

Just something familiar
You can hang on your wall
Just something familiar
You don't have to love at all
A vague painting of sorts
Cigarettes in a shoebox
Just something warm and nice I get to keep
Even after I fall asleep
Just let me pretend I didn't care at all
Staring into an empty space in the middle of the mall
A nice warm familiar place
Turns ice cold when I see
Your face



Credits
Writer(s): Matúš šeliga
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