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burning bright.

by Mikal kHill

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yeh, he’s a real nowhere man man carve out a niche into a pile of sand, man forget the blueprint, what’s the rest of the plan man of course we can stand with the contraband in hand future tense, never felt less heaven sent tried to smile, but lets face it, my credit was spent meant to vent it somehow, to someone other than you but i guess you were the closest to me, or i was closest to you but either way, saw the lack of interest on your face tossed my misadventure back into deep inner space it was a paper chase, reflecting on the letters the last ditch effort of a real go getter i was better, or at least that’s how i acted you were there out of obligation waiting on reactions study it, take notes keep them in a profile here it goes back into the txt files digging clawing, find my way out digging clawing tell me, what exactly it’s about i guess it was predictable but i didn’t understand tracking the final footsteps of the nowhere man.
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i don’t know who i am anymore turning into someone i don’t even know i don’t even know sleeping to dream tigers come at night woke up again screaming i can’t see anything but light fight my way back out of my head dead inside wondering why slow to cry fast to resolve a situation hesitation was a curse i was embalmed by your blood thirst you had a lust for rye rust for life dust for sighs blood for knives faded away into an abyss burned my eyes i never knew what to trust except my own plans for life you can drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol it’s okay you can drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol it’s okay you can drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol it’s okay i don’t know who i am anymore i been turning into someone that i don’t even know i don’t know i don’t know turning into someone that i don’t even know fact of the matter is nothing makes sense love the ledge till you fell off the cliff it wasn’t any surprise to any of us we saw it coming but couldn’t make a fuss how would we bother how would we manage wrap my wrists in the bloody bandages it burns yeah i guess it does who learns? what? certainly not us we drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol it’s okay you can drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol it’s okay you can drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol drown in the alcohol it’s okay i don’t know who i am anymore i’ll forget to blame myself just pour me a couple more i’ll forget to blame myself just pour me a couple more.
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ash skellington was a ranger seldom slow to anger with a dual sword proficiency that quickly put foes in danger cassandra was a mage, she was with thomas the cleric dattam was a rock shattering dwarf dumbing out and never caring might stoneshatter like what’s the matter when you laying on the pebbles till eventually we let him die, tired of him costing us levels Had a druid with us, truth is nobody could stand her and this concieted ass palidin, balthazar balthazar had immaculate hair he loved gold, tried to maintain a cool stance everywhere back out of a fight rather than turn and run even when the party was getting grinded into bloody stumps what else was we gonna do stand tall with an unbalanced crew i inherited a keep,a deck of many things speckled green dice, rolling nothing but seventeens. i was barely over being a teenager quick to anger with a hair trigger sensitivity, couldn’t put it no plainer kellie was a surgeon, chris was my manager, the DM Scott was another friend and his tragedy was side stepped when he wound up in a coma years later, last i heard now he’s regaining strength slowly starting to recover bruce was stubborn and always throwing wrenches everywhere, you see and the worst manager i ever had, bob guzinski stay quiet, arms folded at the end of the table dry humor he’d inject whenever he was able chris had mentioned we should maybe get up and play i hadn’t seen him in years, the group had moved away when I heard bob came home early for a nap one day and at 44, he went to sleep and decided to stay and he might not have been the best friend i had but even i was surprised when I felt this bad it’s not a song about a game it’s a song about a friend it’s a song about a day when you learn you’re gonna end when you are confronted in your face with the mortality you know you’ll never escape getting carried away.
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maps. 03:49
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In Summary 02:07
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No samples (other than mangled and chopped drum breaks and nintendo sounds). No guest MCs. Just kHill rhyming, singing, and playing instruments whilst performing songs ranging in topic from depression and mortality to D&D and alcoholism.

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released March 9, 2013

Produced, mixed and mastered by Mikal kHill at the HOUSE OF KHRACK.

Mikal kHill - Vocals, guitars, bass, finger drumming and drum programming, NES, keyboards.
Laura kHill - Vocals on "maps"
The Unheard Nerd - Vocals on "In Summary"

Album art by Mikal kHill utilizing a drawing taken from a book from the 1800s about animals.

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TroubleShooters.
Two Weeks Notice.
Mutual Assurance.
ThoughtCriminals.
NOFRIENDS Family.

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