DJ ERO - PERFECT STRANGER

Reasons Unplugged Revised - 7_1_25, 10.35 PM

Lyrics and music by Joe Kirk Copyright 2025.

Mystery is her other name.
A dark that is so bright, I can still see through it.

Altering my trajectory.
Placing stars in my cold place.
Conditioned, forged, manipulated and reshaped, all that I am is all that is left.

Realizations came from finding so much nothing.
These dark walls.
A different kind of cold, somehow electric, alive and vindictive.


Drifting into the dark, feeling like I have been here forever already
Kiss, so toxic, leaving cosmic dust on my lips.

black metallic lava still pours from the crevice that is my soul.
Giving the stars reason to turn away.

The storm brings with her a song, and it is unleashed, cradled by lightning.

leaving the winds captivated.

we slip away like cold forgotten whispers.
Fragments of you lay all around me, like pieces of space.

motivated, I taste with my soul's lips and die with my soul's tries.

The absence is felt; no denial can pry the stain from the skin.

Words from someone who used to be.

I am aware my heart is gone.
Consumed by your black.
I take shallow and desperate gasps, biting at the air even, tasting a strange reality.

The collision of difference.
fight for your own survival and relevance, while losing your reflection.

To have to become something else.
Pretend to be able to survive this

Words from someone who used to be. we slip away like cold forgotten whispers.


I am aware my heart is gone.
Consumed by your black.
I take shallow and desperate gasps, biting at the air even, tasting a strange reality.

GaLactiK sKarZ.(MoOn vErzIoN.) Pale1/ChromeDolphins

BUKKLE IBIZA CHALLENGE DJ 2025 - RAMSES RAMIREZ

Welcome to THIS IS WHO I AM #5! hope you enjoy what i felt playing those records, hope you like it!

Cheers!

Viccenzo.

THIS IS WHO I AM #5

Lyrics by Joe Kirk Copyright 2025

This road to nowhere is everywhere I have ever wanted to go.
The collision of difference.

A fight for your own survival and relevance, while losing your reflection.
To have to become something else.

Pretend to be able to survive this. Failure, the losses that still sting, that still bleed soul's water. Forgetting may have been the cure after all. Those nights we fight ourselves...

The self-infliction, the loss of reflection...feeling the very moment the soul looked away..

Bleeding on the inside, as we apply the make-up, the show must go on.

Hollow is heavy, empty is full, seeking new air, gasping for the return.

Never ending, this time the rain is hot, I plunge into the rapids, letting
the currents carve out the writing on the wall.

The coldest of whispers tumble into the ear, but the fight goes on, and the soul never looks back.
This road to nowhere is everywhere I have ever wanted to go

tHe lonG dRiVe.  Pale1/Chrome Dolphins

Lyrics/Music by Joe Kirk Copyright 2025

Hello?

It's me.
Yes, I know, it's been far too long, are you calling me about one of your songs?

No, it is a different reason, I was hoping you could help me, inside of me, anguish and constant bleeding.

What are you talking about, Joe, are you hurt?

Actually, it's more like I hurt you.
I disguised myself as someone else, in the name of playing cool.
Now I am the fool.
I put the mask on, picked the cards up off the table. My poker face hidden by a mask.
Made up of the tears and laughs of other people.

I am the actor of all actors. Without much practice, theatrics so fantastic.
Did you know the Oscar was made of plastic.

Are you ok "Pale One"?
The last time I saw you we had a good time, I remember us talking about your fights, we stayed up all night, all the lines, shots and limes.

About that, that's why I have called, it seems, that I am not really that person after all.

I am confused, you are known for that, that's what you do, is this a joke, Joseph, is this really you?

Well, it is now, I am finally being true, I wanted to call you, and say I am sorry.
Sorry for not loving you.

I wish I could go back in time, and tell you of Jesus Christ, instead I kept him tied up inside,
occasionally I showed signs, but not enough light for you to see.
Instead, I made the mistakes, committed all the sins, used the same words, the same drugs.

Look at my hands, scars from the fistfights, under the streetlights, scars from the knife slice, God, how did I ever survive, when I am the one who started the fire, burning down this life.

I just wanted to call and say that I love you, and love doesn't do what I was doing to you.

Please forgive me, I was keeping Jesus away from you.

Keeping Jesus in a place where I could go to when I was hurting, but you were hurting too, how could I not be a better friend to you.

I must go now, so many more calls to make.

So many more calls to make.

I just wanted to call and say that I love you, and love doesn't do what I was doing to you.

Please forgive me, I was keeping Jesus away from you.

I am finally being true, I just wanted to call you, and say I am sorry.
Sorry for not loving you.

So many more calls to make.

diSguiSed.  ChromeDolphins/Pale1

The Battle Bumps are back and louder than ever with Battle Rattle — a mixtape that throws dirty jokes, party chants, and left-field experiments into the blender and cranks it on high.

The first half flexes the best cuts from their upcoming albums Oh Yeah! and Star Spangled New Fangled: filthy, funny, and dangerously catchy. Then things get wild — psychedelic detours, blasts from the old Bedroom Bullies vaults, and a closing instrumental cover that you didn’t know you needed until now.

With Lacey Lune’s smoky hooks and KNEX’s go-go firepower, Battle Rattle is the sound of a crew that refuses to play it safe. It’s rowdy, eclectic, and 100% Battle Bumps.

Battle Rattle

Battle Rattle Mixtape

This song is meant to represent the loneliness you feel when you are separated from everything you want, and material things have no meaning compared to what your heart feels. I wrote this song in 1997 while I was in a hotel in Madrid for 3 months, far from everything I loved. This is the first version I've recorded with Esther and Sonia...I hope you like it.

Madrid January 97
four walls and a bed
a telephone, my pajamas
a small table, a stool
a mirror, a wardrobe
a comb and a calendar

A loud alarm clock
a window, a distant sky
some hangers, a folder
my toothbrush
shirts, boots, trousers
advertising in the drawers

My diary next to a mobile phone
the TV, the keys and a bathroom
those minutes that hurt
a laptop
a lighter and my cigarette
and that silence so dull

The hustle and bustle and the people
a thousand meaningless faces
my fake character
and my house so absent
the trips, the coming and going
the metro and that heavy train

Madrid January 97
everything was there
except that blue sea
and of course you.

The sea and you were missing.

MADRID ENERO DEL 97 (ORIGINAL 1999)

Relaxing somber song causing one to reflect.

Memories

Memories (Instrumental)

This song is dedicated to my Son and his Uncle Eric, and of course, Ruby, one of God's favorite daughters.  Lyrics and music by Joe Kirk Copyright 2025.

Waking up again, the stone is still on my chest.
I was hoping that this was all a dream.

I don't know this world anymore, no one loves, no one cares, they just pursue, consume and stare.

I have prayed a thousand times.

I start my day already broken.
In my heart I know your there.
I know you heard my cries last night, it didn't feel like you were there.

God, I am your son, please come and find me.
It is me; I have never stopped loving you.

I hold on to the sides of this life, and as I slide towards the dark, I scream out your name.

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.
You come rushing over to me.

My friends smile, but some don't, in their heart there is no fire, and I know.

This world it fades without you God, why don't you come and see.
While you are down here, can you come and hold me please.

I pray for my friend Ruby, her heart is broken glass, my efforts are not enough it seems, I know you miss her laugh.

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.
You come rushing over to me.
But this time, Jesus, pass me, and run to Ruby please.


God, I am your son, please come and find me.
It is me; I have never stopped loving you.

I pray one more time, for Eric, God you know his name.
He is not the best of men, but I know you love him just the same.

I scream out Jesus, to a sky that flickers like a T.V screen.
I have loved my momma, my brothers, my friends, when is it time for you and me.

God, I am your son, please come and find me.
It is me; I have never stopped loving you.

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.
You come rushing over to me.

Run passed me.   Chrome Dolphins/Pale1

Pale1, Freestyler, Poet, Soul Rider, Fighter, Creator/founder/producer/writer of the Chrome Dolphins. GunMouth,SoulFire,Pale1, Sizzle(members)

Run passed me. Chrome Dolphins/Pale1

Pale1

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