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Something Familiar - MAY-A
Lyrics by:Maya Cumming/Andrew Wells/Annika Bennett/Anthony Rossomando
Produced by:Andrew Wells
Sober up drive home
Roll your feelings in a cigarette
I miss you or I don't
I'm just a sentimental piece of ****
One small dose to get me high
I'm still a sucker every time
For something familiar
Walking back back through that door
I feel I could kill ya
Hate myself but I hate you more
If I see your face around and I say God help me now
I'm dying to feel ya for something familiar
A left turn keep straight
I could close my eyes and drive to your place
Same look on your face
I wish it could stay like nothings ever changed
One small dose to get me high
I'm still a sucker every time
For something familiar
Walking back back through that door
I feel I could kill ya
Hate myself but I hate you more
If I see your face around and I say God help me now
I'm dying to feel ya for something familiar
Out of my depth babe
I can't do this **** no more
I'm sick of guessing
Open up or burn down the door
I'm still a sucker every time
For something familiar
Walking back back through that door
I feel I could kill ya
Hate myself but I hate you more
If I see your face around and I say God help me now
I'm dying to feel ya for something familiar