The final hangover.FREE DOWNLOAD: "Get Out Of My Songs"

Ah, autumn: The leaves are falling from the trees, the songs are falling from the internets...

Here's another song I'm working on for the new album-in-the-making, here in a delightfully spooky version. This shit is personal, but you know me, so you knew that. Without further ado and such clichés, here it is:

Wolkenvelden - Get Out Of My Songs (7MB MP3) (lyrics)

I'm not having nightmares
I just sleep real bad
You were the blanket,
You were the best pillow I ever had

But God knows I'm tired
But not as in sleep
It's every note,
It's in every word that weeps

Get out of my songs

'Cause they sound like a baby
Crying for mom
They call out your name,
Wait for a day that will never come

You see, this little pastime
Is spiralling out of control
I'm at my 86th dark night of the soul

So let this be closure
Some sad epilogue
The final hangover
The hair of the dog

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