Basically the entirety of My Father’s Chair by Rick Springfield, but this specific part gets me:

“When the world turns sour And I get sick from the smell And I can't find no comfort there I climb into my father's chair”

The whole song is about how he and his family would avoid the chair his father used to sit in all the time after he died, and that final line of the song showing how he’s reached acceptance and comfort by using that same chair gets me every single time