Familiar Like Pain

[Verse 1]
Woke up on the floor again
Same crack in the ceiling staring back
Same cold cup, same chipped sink
Different day, same heart attack
Friends moved on like a fast-forward
I got stuck in the paused frame
Every birthday, every Sunday
Empty chair, same old shame
[Chorus]
Hurts, but at least I know it
Cuts, and I almost own it
Strange how the comfort came
From every time it burned the same
I don't trust joy, it leaves too soon
I just trust the weight in my chest
Feels familiar, familiar like pain
Yeah, familiar, familiar like pain (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Tried to talk but the words just splintered
People nod then change the theme
Guess I’m better as background clutter
Ghosting through their perfect scene
I can name every scar by story
Every loss like a middle name
Love shows up and I just flinch
Wrong language, wrong game
[Chorus]
Hurts, but at least I know it
Cuts, and I almost own it
Strange how the comfort came
From every time it burned the same
I don't trust joy, it leaves too soon
I just trust the weight in my chest
Feels familiar, familiar like pain
Yeah, familiar, familiar like pain (woah)
[Bridge]
If you cared, you would’ve called
If you meant it, you would’ve stayed
So I built my house in the hollow
Laid bricks out of everything frayed
[Chorus]
Hurts, but at least I know it
Cuts, and I almost own it
Strange how the comfort came
From every time it burned the same
I don't trust joy, it leaves too soon
I just trust the weight in my chest
Feels familiar, familiar like pain
Yeah, familiar, familiar like pain

rock, Raw 90s punk-grunge hybrid; male vocals half-sung, half-yelled over overdriven power chords and filthy bass. Drums stay frantic and slightly behind the beat in the verses, then slam straight and heavy in the chorus. Guitars open with muted, tense picking, exploding into wide, fuzzy chords on the hook. Occasional gang shouts and feedback swells for extra grit., grunge, punk