The finger can’t be placed
Not a single event
It was gradual and spaced
For emotions, we’re not meant
Actions unintentional
Nor dramatic in one way
The effects no less lethal
What boys perceived as play
Their faces made it plain
We don’t engage like this
To those against the grain
Our communities dismiss

Toughen up now, deal with it
I don’t care how, make yourself fit
No son of mine, it’s a risk too profound
Without a spine and softly renowned

A wimp, a pansy, a beta, a bitch
Masculinity, an unscratchable itch
To build our machine, we withhold our praise
The abuse is unseen, it’s the way we were raised

This is how you belong, culture passed it along
Cruelty can’t be wrong if it makes you strong

Through beatings now detached
Incapable of care
Your absence is unmatched
Only frigid, bitter stares
Shoved and buried in a box
Kept safe from neutered traits
An effeminate detox
Our fraternity mandates

Shoulder the weight, grow a pair
Affection castrates, it’ll get you nowhere
No son of mine, it’s a fear too intense
So fall in line if you have any sense

A wimp, a pansy, a beta, a bitch
Masculinity, an unscratchable itch
To build our machine, we withhold our praise
The abuse is unseen, it’s the way we were raised

This is how you belong, culture passed it along
Cruelty can’t be wrong if it makes you strong

Keep up your chin and be a man
Harden that skin, follow the plan
No son of mine, it’s a threat too extreme
By our design, a barbaric dream

A wimp, a pansy, a beta, a bitch
Masculinity, an unscratchable itch
To build our machine, we withhold our praise
The abuse is unseen, it’s the way we were raised

This is how you belong, culture passed it along
Cruelty can’t be wrong if it makes you strong

I hope you feel strong

No Son Of Mine

If you’re unstable, pop on a jersey 
Harness contempt, up to the nth degree
Do you measure up or do you fall short
Captain of the team, your own solo sport

A contrived contest, I’m sitting this one out
Bravado in your chest, a juvenile bout

A comical, callous dance
A desperate plea for romance
Relax your stance and disarm
Slowly trance ‘em with your charm

I’m on the sidelines watching the display
Like a car crash, it’s hard to look away
The impression of paltry rivalries
A pitiful man is all the world sees

A bogus battle, I’m sitting this one out
My cage not rattled, despite your shouts and pouts

A comical, callous dance
A desperate plea for romance
Relax your stance and disarm
Slowly trance ‘em with your charm

Bumbling on your tippy toes
Chin up high, nose to nose
Embrace your envy, strike a pose
Your vulnerability, it shows
This fight is unrequired
With nothing viewed admired
The game is fucking tired 
Feeble and uninspired

A pseudo scuffle, I’m sitting this one out
Feathers you won’t ruffle, never any doubt

A comical, callous dance
A desperate plea for romance
Relax your stance and disarm
Slowly trance ‘em with your charm

Sitting This One Out

My brain in a daze
It strays down the drain
Its reign, vain and stays
Its gaze, inhumane

I wait for its leave
Relieved of this state
I’m bait to upheave
Naive to fight this fate

I succumb (I’m overcome)
Pretty please (I’m on my knees)
I’m in need (and I secede)
I’m waiting (salivating)

The lizard makes its presence known
The caveman rears his head
The predator, his weapons shown
The beast lies in your bed

The beast lies in your bed

My mind, drawn and lost
Glossed over and blind
Inclined to accost
Sauced and unrefined

Stoic with its hold
I fold all too quick
Thick and uncontrolled
A bold lunatic

I succumb (I’m overcome)
Pretty please (I’m on my knees)
I’m in need (and I secede)
I’m waiting (salivating)

The lizard makes its presence known
The caveman rears his head
The predator, his weapons shown
The beast lies in your bed

The beast lies in your bed
 
I’m defeated and depleted
I’m ashamed of what I became
I’ve made a mess with my excess
And I’m concerned for its return


I succumb (I’m overcome)
Pretty please (I’m on my knees)
I’m in need (and I secede)
I’m waiting (salivating)

The lizard makes its presence known
The caveman rears his head
The predator, his weapons shown
The beast lies in your bed

The beast lies in your bed

Uncontrolled

The frequency of what’s faded
A dull static humming wild 
Moments collapse unaided
Disregarded and reviled

Reflected in a thousand ways
Each distinct and unalike
Buried deep within a maze
On a never-ending hike

When was this? How long ago?
My mind is in decline
Like a bike without a brake
An undesirable design 
Goodbye utility
We’ll hope to call it a success 
Will I be remembered fondly?
Hardly at all if I had to guess

The chalkboard’s stained and smeared 
Through decades, been of service
Thoughtful lectures disappeared
Thank god ignorance is bliss

As the mind, so does the form
Memory lane in a wheelchair
Stricken down within the storm
And vanquished into thin air

It can’t be, I won’t believe
And it’s only gotten worse 
Be quick and make its peace
They’re pulling up the hearse

Goodbye utility
We’ll hope to call it a success 
Will I be remembered fondly?
Hardly at all if I had to guess

You don’t listen, you don’t care
With that blank fucking stare
What’s this conversation for?
You’re absent, unaware 

Goodbye utility
We’ll hope to call it a success 
Will I be remembered fondly?
Hardly at all if I had to guess

Goodbye utility
Goodbye utility

Hardly At All

Through the fault lines, he lies  
Behind a mask while the tears dry
It isn’t real and it won’t last 
Be the roles that we’ve all asked
A better career, the cure he must chase
The mirror reflects just a well-trained face
Posturing joy with all of his friends
A heinous past, he can’t make amends

“I’m fine” a line he asserts 
True feelings, a topic he skirts 
The hurt child is somewhere unseen 
He whispers, “please, please, please…..”

He’s struggling silently and violently
Saving face while battling so privately
Lost in a society lacking honesty 
Afraid to speak or exposed as weak

Saving sadness as a secret debt 
An opponent and only a threat 
He aches for a place to set it free 
That space is closed, it will always be

He better keep that upper lip stiff 
A breeze of emotion, sent off a cliff 
Love has been construed into a chore 
The same as his dad and his father before

“I’m fine” a line he asserts 
True feelings, a topic he skirts 
The hurt child is somewhere unseen 
He whispers, “please, please, please…..”

He’s struggling silently and violently
Saving face while battling so privately
Lost in a society lacking honesty 
Afraid to speak or exposed as weak

And if he could just drop the weight
Admit that the world is too heavy
Softness isn’t surrender
Real strength is the reach
Connection can heal
Fathers can feel
Boys can be real
And the silence, the silence, the silence
The silence steals

“I’m fine” a line he asserts 
True feelings, a topic he skirts 
The hurt child is somewhere unseen 
He whispers, “please, please, please…..”

He’s struggling silently and violently
Saving face while battling so privately
Lost in a society lacking honesty 
Afraid to speak or exposed as weak

He can’t even see

I’m Fine

I bet I can turn these trophies to tremors
To these cushioned inserts I’ve fashioned spurs 
Manufactured persecution, lies I concoct
I won’t hear from truth, their number’s long since blocked

I broadcast as a victim
I bang, bang, bang that drum
The pain is self-inflicted 
Always under my own thumb

Through fractured frames, I’ve been dragged through hell
Deceitful games, tall tales I must tell 
I won’t name names, but I’ll point and yell
With crooked claims, you’re charmed by my spell

Woe
Woe is me
Poor
Poor poor me

I bet I can turn these fortunes to famine
With a turned up nose, I’ll wither in my skin
If it means that the public feasts on my fable
And you’re deemed a brute, no spot at the table

I broadcast as a victim
I bang, bang, bang, that drum
The pain is self-inflicted 
Always under my own thumb

Through fractured frames, I’ve been dragged through hell
Deceitful games, tall tales I must tell 
I won’t name names, but I’ll point and yell
With crooked claims, you’re charmed by my spell

Woe
Woe is me
Poor
Poor poor me

Ouch! Stop! You know that’s painful
Please! Go! Just leave me alone
This behavior’s disdainful
In glass houses I throw stone

And with my feet now cut
Treading red where I go
I can feel it in my gut
I’m the problem, I know

I promise I’m a victim
Ears have worn numb
The pain is self inflicted
We know, we ain’t dumb

Through fractured frames, I’ve been dragged through hell
Deceitful games, tall tales I must tell 
I won’t name names, but I’ll point and yell
With crooked claims, you’re charmed by my spell

Woe
Woe is me
Poor
Poor poor me

Poor you
Boohoo
You’re to blame
Yes you

Fractured Frames

Where do you get off? Using your own will
It’s vulgar to scoff, shut up and be still
The wheel’s unmanned, the unknown impairs
And defies the hand, my brittle affairs

Do as I say as I know what’s best
You can’t get away so give it a rest
Your motive to flee is a puzzle for me
I won’t need to chase, your value debased

Listen up, dear
I’ve made it crystal clear

You’re whole with my control (your soul I stole)
You’re blessed with my behest (not a request)

You know the drill
I’ll fight back until
No breath is heard
For that, you have my word

You don’t understand, I do this for you
It’s all been planned, you haven’t a clue
Decisions no more, isn’t that a gift?
To protect I swore, a vow I won’t lift

And all you can do is whine, bitch, and moan
Intentions you’ve skewed, accusations thrown
A frail little thing, vulnerable on your own
You’re wearing my ring, I’m fixed to this throne

Listen up, dear
I’ve made it crystal clear

You’re whole with my control (your soul I stole)
You’re blessed with my behest (not a request)

You know the drill
I’ll fight back until
No breath is heard
For that, you have my word

You’re nothing but trouble, my resentment’s in bloom
Your life now in rubble, perpetual doom

You scream D.A. with extreme dismay
I’m here to stay and you have no sway

Listen up dear
I’ll make it crystal clear

You’re whole with my control (your soul I stole)
You’re blessed with my behest (not a request)

You know the drill
I’ll fight back until
No breath is heard
For that, you have my word

You have my word

Control

Another bracket challenge in Spring
I’ll try my best and take a swing

It’s snatched up before it’s even mine
By Uncle Sam’s hands, nickeled and dimed 
A productive fine out of the all divine
Which would’ve been fine if for an outline

And yet there still isn’t a road map
Every strategy is just a mishap
The organization, an utter blunder
Pulling its citizens deep down under

We get fuck all (nada, zilch, nothing)
For a road? Oh, your praises we’ll sing
Except that was borne of my property 
Every single thing comes with a fee

Clothing? For certain. A service? Of course. 
All transactions a future income source
To fill your pudgy, crowded pockets
Only self interests on your dockets

So what do I owe? (You tell us)
You have the records! (Don’t make a fuss)
I’m no accountant (Gonna be tough)
I hope this is right (We’ll call your bluff)

Where did I fall? 
What bracket am I?
I’ll make the call
With an audit reply

An exception for that exemption
Go easy on those easements 
I’d appreciate depreciation
Theft without any representation 

Like death, it will certainly occur
And just as painful, you can be sure
Withholding security for the masses
Asinine process, pain in your asses

We lost a trillion dollars in the books
But it’s our job, not yours, for closer looks
Politicians seated in their mansions
And their steadfast voters left with none

Insider trading, oh you wouldn’t dare
All of your riches were earned and fair
You’re for your people, such a heavy burden
You fooled us with that shit-eating grin

So what do I owe? (You tell us)
You have the records! (Don’t make a fuss)
I’m no accountant (Gonna be tough)
I hope this is right (We’ll call your bluff)

Where did I fall? 
What bracket am I?
I’ll make the call 
With an audit reply

An exception for that exemption
Go easy on those easements 
I’d appreciate depreciation
Theft without any representation 

Syphoning and owning the people you stand for
Everything you fucking do, we will all abhor
Syphoning and owning the people you stand for
Everything you fucking do, we will all abhor

Where did I fall? 
What bracket am I?
I’ll make the call 
With an audit reply

An exception for that exemption
Go easy on those easements 
I’d appreciate depreciation
Theft without any representation 

Bracket

KALO - Things have changed

KALO - Ok to be me

the Slow Project - The Edge

MERKURY MUSIC

This account is to distribute the various artists under the Merkury music banner. 

JDG - R&B, CLUB, RAP, DANCE
DISPOSABLE HEROES UNION - PUNK, METAL 
MERKURY - RAP, HIP HOP, PROGRESSIVE 
KALO - R&B, ACCOUSTIC, EMOTIONAL RAP
THE SLOW PROJECT - FOLK, WITCHY.

Each group or individual brings a different flavor to the music and every one of them are unique as hell. 

the Slow Project - The Edge

Merkury Music

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