Headphone Diaries VOL​.​1

by Mulham

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Released under Cannonball Records.

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released August 9, 2015

Special thanks to Pathological Pernicious Sparkles for painting the Artwork of the album.

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Mulham Dubai, UAE

Born in Syria, 20-year-old Molham makes his way through the local scene of Hip-Hop in the U.A.E gradually. Performing in various venues all around the U.A.E he was able to deliver different parts of him in every show to a different crowd.

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Track Name: Mulham, Mahra - Lights, Camera, Action Ft.Mahra
Intro

Lights, Camera, Action x 3
Lights, Camera, Scene 1

Verse 1

This kid can't even leave his bed
He looks out the window and the whole city's in red
he can't even tell
Is it sun, is it set?
or is it that he cried so much his eyes bled

Or is this the sunset to all his darkness
Or the sunset to whatever good that's left inside him
it's killing him, it's getting to him mentally
Spiritually to the point he can't even move physically
So typically

He tries to get out
Figure out a way, figure out a route
Most people would be scared
To even have a peak into what's going on inside this dude's head

So he spares his words while they spare their judgments
So they open doors but he quickly shuts them
He doesn't want anybody in
Too much hurt boggled up his trust and now it's all spent

Chorus

Can you tell me how it feels
(Can you?)
Walk a mile in my shoes and then speak
(Yeah)
Your judgments ain't about me
(No They’re not)
I’m a reflection of what you belie to see
Can you tell me how it feels
Walk a mile in my shoes and then speak
Your judgments ain’t about me
its all in you
(Scene 2)

Verse 2

Every time she smites the ink on the paper it lights up
showing her a part of herself that might just
Be lost in translation, it's emancipation
That pen speaks better for her when she's in bad situations

So she didn't just feel bad, she wrote it
She always hid that pad, and hardly spoke of it
She didn't want them to know how ugly it was
Little did she know, she's poet and didn't even know it

Introvert in nature, extrovert in nurture
Hardly spoke but spoke a lot of nonsense
It's like society got her by the nick
If you're not like us, then you're not shit

And it went on like that until one day
She dropped her pad open in the school's hallway
And as she bent down to pick it up
a boy got to it first and he opened it up

Chorus

Can you tell me how it feels
(Can you?)
Walk a mile in my shoes and then speak
(Yeah)
Your judgments ain't about me
(No They’re not)
I’m a reflection of what you belie to see
Can you tell me how it feels
Walk a mile in my shoes and then speak
Your judgments ain’t about me
its all in you

Bridge

(Scene 3)


Verse 3

This kid is surprised
Mouth wide open
Looking at her in the eyes

How did she know?
I told no one of this,
is this a dream or have I died?

It's like these pages spill out a spitting image of what's been going on inside of him
It's crazy... who's this girl?
Is she here to break me or save me?
To make me or is she just
another fake one?
Now I gotta say something

... like hey.. I hope you don't judge me
But I know what you're talking about .. you're talking about me.

and i know how it feels
i walked a mile in your shoes and i have seen
it all manifest from the man to the fists
from the ego to the kids from the judgment to being it


Chorus (2)

and i can tell you how it feels
there’s nothing like walking a mile in fear
their judgments ain’t about me
it’s all in my head it was all just me

and i can tell you how it feels
there’s nothing like walking a mile in fear
their judgments ain’t about me
it was all me  
Track Name: Self-Ception
Verse 1

you see my problem is, i don’t have problems left
so damn careless i don’t know if i should try and exist 
existing itself became a chore I’m dying to avoid
because this void’s growing and i’m tired of trying to resist 

persistence in this endless war is madness in itself 
i manage to take a break and break the nothing into expression of self
 
so i break the silence with some sound waves, kicks, snares and vibration of vocal chords and loud bass 

so i may turn the nothing into something special 
give my devil something to talk about, while i go prepare the kettle
get the chai brewing, get the conversation going 
get the words flowing, maybe learn a thing or two about music

until we get grooving 
and then we get moving  
spinning in revolutions 
until one loses
until one breaks down
dancing with devil is an art 
of artists who wake blinds so i break time and     


    
Chorus 

i try to get lost inside the night 
maybe i could find another part of me where i hide 
i know you are there, i hear you when i pray 
telling me its pointless, so why don’t you come out to play 


Bridge


Verse 2


i’m not completely thoughtless 
i just learned to hear my thoughts less 
so now i got a lot less 
to care about in terms of what art is

and i keep going regardless
of whether or not you like this topic
i made peace with my demon
and he showed me his face … awkward  

Yeah

it took me a lot of time to figure it out
to sit this one out is a losing gamble
so getting the keys to open him up  
and figure him out is what i should handle 

are you for real? it was always me? 
what do you mean its for my advantage?
the reason i be opening the scenes 
to these parts of me is so i can manage 


to empty my heart, refill my soul
accept all my parts, as part of a whole
i’m the means, i’m the ends  
I’m the question, i’m the answer.

Outro
Track Name: Ceraunophilia
Verse 1

I wanted the end but forgot the means
wanted the eyes but forget the me
now it’s opening up, it’s clear
life is a game and i got the cheats

life is a maze? got a pathfinder
will to create and build the land higher
breaks on the self-hate and maintain
the main aim and ditch the blame game
and say

I’m the cause and effect
so we can pause and eject
escape the claws of the myths
fed by those with the most support and rich

food for though; you supply, I demand
we can all play the game of I’m the man
so break the debate and give blinds a hand
so we all gaze at faith with Pineal glands


Chorus

Break it like a thunderstorm x6



Verse 2

Second chapter is a bastard i’ma master
hereafter’s what i’m after and i’m
patient with this satan with all
the gaming and the faking

as permission the mission is love
if you’re missing this link then you stop
if you’re listening then listen enough
don’t be giving it, just give it up

Feel my energy in your bio-plasmic
Biology and Psycho aspects
neurons firing lyrical madness
critically tiring negative active

energies stuck in your subconscious
enemies hiding in your nonsense

You are not your ego
You are not worthless

Chorus

Break it like a thunderstorm x6