Sunlight Paint Doesn't Stick (Original Song)

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Hey all! This is an original song I've been working on for a few months now. I've been waiting to release it for a few reasons, the main one being the limitations of the software I use lol. Hopefully y'all enjoy it, look forward to more original stuff to come! If you have any ideas for nostalgic songs for me to remix, let me know in the comments!! Bye for now ♡

Lyrics:
(Intro)
Um, hey, I, just wanted to call, and, say, that I don’t think this is working out.
I know we’ve had our good moments but it just, it doesn’t change how I feel.
I hope you have, a good life and all, but, I just, I, I can’t. I can’t deal with you anymore.

(Verse 1)
Alone again I fear, the room is bare,
The walls will stay empty, until I find a reason to care.
The morning sun beams in, covering the walls,
doing more than I have done, ever since that day I got that call.
Is this the wave, that tackles me?
The sunlight floods my room, and suddenly it’s hard to even breathe.
Struggle to stand, the warmth of bed,
my only defense against the coldness that is freezing up my head.

Pre-chorus:
How am I supposed to learn to recover,
when the sunlight burns my skin like the asphalt on rubber?
I’m trying hard to escape the endless hole I call bed,
but my, gas pedal’s broken, and I’m drowning inside my head.

Chorus:
Sunlight paint, doesn’t stick.
Instead I’m painting my walls with misery and conflict.
What’s the point in tryna paint my walls now?
My room is falling apart and I have no idea how, to repair it.
Yeah I’m scared to admit, I think,
there isn’t any decorations that will fit,
the massive walls, holding me here.
There’s nothing left for me but sunlight dripping down I fear.

Verse 2:
Five months have passed now since, I first got that call.
Since summer’s over, I’m just waiting on the leaves to fall.
To pass the time, without you in my bed.
There’s nothing left for me here, except this burning feeling of dread.
I need to sit up, I know that I, should probably get up,
So that I’d, be able see the outside world again, but I remember then.
The way our eyes shared, what was deep inside.
It's hard to believe that now I’ll never again feel your fingers against mine.
Change of plans, I’ve made up my mind,
I lock the door, shut the blinds, cover my ears, and scream inside.

Pre-chorus:
How am I supposed to learn to recover,
when the sunlight burns my skin like the asphalt on rubber?
I’m trying hard to escape the endless hole I call bed,
but my, gas pedal’s broken, and I’m drowning inside my head.

Chorus:
Sunlight paint, doesn’t stick.
Instead I’m painting my walls with misery and conflict.
What’s the point in tryna paint my walls now?
My room is falling apart and I have no idea how, to repair it.
Yeah I’m scared to admit, I think,
there isn’t any decorations that will fit,
the massive walls, holding me here.
There’s nothing left for me but sunlight dripping down I fear.