⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING – SET LIST ONE (1) Set List One explores identity formation, addiction, emotional isolation, disillusionment with systems, and the early fractures that shape a person’s inner life. While much of the material is reflective and poetic, several tracks contain themes that may be distressing for some listeners, especially when taken as a continuous arc. Core themes include substance abuse and recovery cycles, depression, self-doubt, existential fatigue, and emotional abandonment. Songs such as Climbing the Ladder, Have Not, and Pen and Paper reference addiction, relapse pathways, and generational dysfunction without sanitizing consequences. Exit the Sandman and Daylight Again address insomnia, mental exhaustion, and feeling trapped inside one’s own for extended periods of time. These portrayals are introspective rather than graphic, but may resonate strongly with listeners dealing with anxiety, depression, or recovery-related vulnerability. Additional themes include cynicism toward media, capitalism, and social conditioning (Puzzle Pieces, Monetization), romantic disillusionment and emotional withdrawal (Ex-Poem, Twisting the Knife), and spiritual or moral questioning without clear resolution. While there is no explicit depiction of suicide or extreme violence, there are repeated references to hopelessness, numbness, and the erosion of meaning that may accumulate emotionally across the set. Listener discretion is advised, particularly for those sensitive to: • Addiction and relapse themes • Depression, burnout, or chronic anxiety • Emotional abandonment or failed intimacy • Existential or identity-based distress This set is contemplative rather than explosive — it doesn't shock so much as it lingers. It documents the early stages of fracture, awareness, and resistance before collapse or clarity fully arrive. SET LIST ONE (1) GLASS HALF SOMETHING 1 Puzzle Pieces 2 Exit the Sandman 3 Daylight Again 4 Pen and Paper 5 Have Not 6 Climbing the Ladder 7 Ex-Poem 8 Rain (first two stanzas) 9 Twisting the Knife 10 My Precious 11 Monetization 12 Let Me In (1) PUZZLE PIECES The newspapers   have all gone  Been blown away   in the wind  The magazines have   all been bought up  Turned to ads   for corporate spin  As the radio   repeats itself  So much so that you   stopped listening  And TV...  well not much   has changed...   It's still the same   as it's always been  We both look   at each other  As loneliness   starts creeping in  Once upon a time   we like brothers  Now we feel lucky   just to be friends  All the signs   during these times  Have been put up   to lead us astray  So that our views   become skewed  So that we see   the world   in a different way  For our bonds   are becoming broken  With every smile   that our face keeps hid  Every hello that   remains unspoken  This world becomes  a tougher place in which to live  Because everything   that for ourselves we take  Becomes something that   someone else can't give  So we better think twice   about the choices we make  Before it's too late  to change this state   we're living in  That's why I'm   moving and shaking  Been busy trying   to stir things up a bit  Rearranging this  big jigsaw puzzle  So that   all the pieces fit 

(2) EXIT THE SANDMAN So the midnight oil  Seems to be burning again  The sandman's at your door  But he can't come in  With so much trying your mind  Tonight he's not your friend  Since there's so much  You're still trying to find  Before your time  comes to an end  You used to dream about today  But that was back then...  Back when...  You smiled as a child...  Before you got sucked in  Back when...  You always shared and never cared...  About the color of somebody's skin  Back when...  You didn't try to solve all your problems  With the bottom of a bottle  Drowning up your sorrows in a pool of sin  Back when...  You still had time to let the road unwind  But now your patience is wearing thin  Exit the sandman  Why not see it from the other side? Other side... Doin' the best I can, man  And that ain't no lie... that ain't no lie  (3) DAYLIGHT AGAIN Daylight again… Comes now and again  My only friend… That's left in the end  The shadows hide as the clouds creep by  I take stake in my mistakes in  The life I know the one I can't shake  Grabs me by the collar and won't let me go  There's only one way to live there’s only one way I know  I've been taken… I've been shaken  And sent out on my way  I have tumbled… I have stumbled  Just going from day to day  The only sunrise ahead  Is the one I see when I go to bed  I wake up in the dark circled by sharks  So I cover my head until there's daylight again  I'm trapped in a tunnel while sucked down the funnel  The light is dim in either direction  When you're only trying to escape and be safe  There's no time for perfection  From day to day to year to year  Somehow, some way I'll get outta here  Where I stand my feet are stuck in the mud  There's no chance I can rise above  With bars on the doors I can't climb out  My guide left me when the candle blew out  I came to my sense  and that was when  I knew I'd be down here  until there's daylight again  Daylight again Daylight again Daylight again (4) PEN AND PAPER Well I'm...  Struggling against the tide  Pen and paper by my side  Feeling great, oh wait, I lied  There's not much I trust  And that sucks, but why cry?  Seems that something's  Gonna have to be sacrificed  To keep on playing this game  To keep on living this life  Release me  From the worldwide   weight of humanity  Too much for this   writer to decipher  The many causes of insanity  He pauses...then continues  As he counts his losses...  His inner voice asks him,  "Is it in you?"  To be the leader  when it is so easy to follow  Never need to be the owner  When everything   can be borrowed  Though you'll never find  Yourself being a loner  You just might be hollow  And it's such a waste of time...  Following the blind  Open up your eyes  Haven't you realized?  'Tis better to lead them...  And still be breathing  Than it is to follow  And be the one   left bleeding  Never wading in the   springs of freedom....  And not understanding  These things I speak of  Contemplating something  Hollow and misleading  And it brings many things...  Such as a false disguise   by a gypsy king  In his lies we   discover many truths...  Through his eyes   we uncover his abuse  And his song of sorrow   so many sing  Well I've got those  Same old blues again  It seems that life is game  You can never win  Cannot change your past  You can't change   where you've been  It seems you were   having a blast  But now you don't like  The position you're in  Once they stuck you   in your caste  You ended up taking   it on the chin  Now labeled a has-been  You got no friends  Just want it to end  Let your soul be recast  Let us try it again 

(5) HAVE NOT You only live once...  Well at least  you've got your name  You tried to give once...  Got burnt and you  were never the same  Stay away from this one...  You who went from healing  to being one of the lame  Thy will be done...  The only thing you've learned  is how to point the blame  And now your motivation  for waking is slowly stripping  You can sense the tubes  of morphine still dripping  Becoming lost at such a cost  That you wonder just  Why you should go on  Why try to live the dream?  When your imagination is gone?  For once you lose  your inhibitions  The hands around you  mold you into what they want  Shaping and persuading you  Into giving what you haven't got  Leveling society  By changing you from  a have into a have not  You only live once...  Well at least  you've got your name  You tried to give once...  Got burnt and you  were never the same  Stay away from this one...  You who went from healing  to being one of the lame  Thy will be done...  The only thing you've learned  is how to point the blame  (6) CLIMBING THE LADDER You'd be wise to take my advice  Before you fall in love  With a fool's paradise  You had better think twice  I don't have any vices  And that's priceless  Considering where I've come from  Everything I once believed in  Was so misleading  I'm lucky I'm still breathing  Considering all the things I've done  I scaled the drug ladder  Straight to the top  Got up so high  I almost couldn't get of  I could not control  The cravings inside my brain  That boy's on the ladder  And he's climbing up again  From cigarettes...  To booze...  To weed...  To speed...  To acid ...  To mushrooms...  To E...  To crack-cocaine  You'd be wise to take my advice  Before you fall in love  With a fool's paradise  You had better think twice  A lot of my old friends  Now sleep in the gutter  Toss an eight ball on the table  And watch them try to kill each other  My d-d-dad's a p-p-pothead  Who s-s-speaks with a s-s-stutter  Just another nicotine fiend  That describes my mother  A raging alcoholic  Yeah, that's my brother  And my sister…well guys  I suggest you use a rubber  There, now I think  I've got everybody covered  If you want to know about somebody  Investigate their friends and family  Even still I’m not quite sure  How I let it happen to me  But I've escaped the demons  And now I'm free  You'd be wise to take my advice  Before you fall in love  With a fool's paradise  You had better think twice  Well if you're hooked  And you're looking to beat it  Listen closely and I'll tell you a secret  If you've climbed the ladder so high  That you duck when planes fly  You can't just jump off or else you’ll die  It's too hard to cold turkey  What was years in the making  Pressure like that  Is like an oven baking  You managed to climb up  So you've got to climb back down  One step at a time  Until your feet hit the ground  (7) EX-POEM When someone says your name I duck  Because now I'm careful of whom I trust  Sometimes in love you really get fu$%ed  Sometimes a smiling face  Turns into disgust  Second chances...you got them  But for a second time you hit rock bottom  Third chances... you want them  Still trying to sell me some fruit  That you know is rotten  Calling on the phone  And knocking on the door  So scared to be alone  When you finally realize  That you can't have  What you once had any more  But you brought it on yourself  So why are you so surprised?  Love is dead  It has been beheaded  Get it through your head  We'll never be wedded  My phone rings  But I don't pick it up  I give easy hints  But you won't pick them up  Often there's no voice  On the other end of the receiver  It is true I once worshipped you  But now I'm no longer a believer  When someone says your name I duck  Because now I'm careful of whom I trust  Sometimes in love you really get fu$%ed  Sometimes a smiling face  Turns into disgust  (8) RAIN Rain...it makes the flowers grow  Rain...doesn't hide what it doesn't know  Rain...leads to floods look out below  Rain...don't say I didn't tell ya so  Pain...it doesn't always show  Pain...fills up what's empty and hollow  Pain...remembers names from long ago  Pain...better when it's dull and shallow 

(9) TWISTING THE KNIFE When you wanna lash out   And leave long lasting scars  You search deep within yourself  And remember who you are  For with your sharp tongue  You know which words will hurt the most  As your vision becomes an apparition  After you've disappeared like a ghost  Sometimes it's not whatcha say  But whatcha don't   When you know whatcha wanna do  And yet you won't  Sometimes walking away   Without a single word said  Just might say the most  And be best cure for your head  Severing the ties   Without twisting the knife  Might be the hardest thing  You've ever done in your life  (10) MY PRECIOUS Two mourning doves rest upon a limb  Begin the day with a praising hymn  To the gods of grass and rain and wind  For it’s what they know   what they're surrounded in  Contrast that to me who prays for fame  Golden statues and plaques   bearing my name  Sure it might seem to some a little vain  But it’s what I know what I'm surrounded in  Every sight I am seeing  Every thought I am thinking  Every sentence I am speaking  Everything I've been believing  The roots are imperial  Facts often mytherial  Logic hypocritical  True intentions deceiving  With all of our wealth   we haven't had much success  Still got people sleepin'  On mattresses made of pavement  Their pillows are our steps  Why is gold so precious?  What makes silver so fine?  Who first chose to call this wealth?  Back in history and time  I wish that I could have told them  Being rich was all for show  Then I would have shown them  There was a better way to go  We could have changed  Our chain-of-being  Into something non - material  Then we could live our lives  For something meaningful  We could've reach new highs  I'm talking spiritual  (11) MONETIZATION This time I'm feeling like the criminal  But all communication is subliminal  Sure my treatment might be deferential  'Cause now others notice my potential  They got silver tongues  And their eyes? They're green  They're the best paid talkers  That you've ever seen  You know those who smile at themselves?  Well....now they were smiling at me  They said you could make money for us  If you can trick the rest into thinking  you got something  In which they can still believe  After some pondering  I started responding  And I kindly replied:  Yeah...part of me has died  And I'd like to find that something  I can finally stake my faith and creed in...  But hopefully  it'll either be  mental clarity  Oh gee,  maybe sanity...  or perhaps even freedom  Then maybe  there would be  No more forced insanity  that any amount of money  can pay the fee  For forgetting all about humanity  and human dignity  What has happened to some  I hope it doesn't  happen to me  I'm still trying to find a reason to wake up  Maybe it's to give everything a shake up  Some poor pawn's got to lead the charge  Take a musket ball for society at large  Heck, I'd rather be the host  or the maître d'  Than some bourgeoisie  attendee  To a committee brunch  designed to oversee  Who gets to select  who gets the gold trophy  For having the charity  That spends the most on vanity  I guess we just  fundamentally  disagree  For you see  I don't wanna be  a trainee  to be a trustee  Because I don't agree  Subscribe or believe  In such self-serving fantasies  For sometimes money  Is one's own worst enemy  Just search through  the texts of history  From King Midas to Judas  to Bush and Cheney  When money becomes everything  then I don't want any...  Nah...  I don't want any  (12) LET ME IN Won't you let me in  Into your heart  Into your mind  That would keep me satisfied  To become one   With your subconscious  And with your soul  You know I'd never try to gain control  Over your feelings  Or your actions  I'd just smile wide  With satisfaction  And I'd help you find the truth  Amongst all these distractions  For I believe we both could use  Each other as a book of matches  When the world seems dark  Or when things look bleak  When we could use a spark  To light a flame for each other to see  Won't you let me in  Into your world  Into your thoughts  As for my own - I've shared a lot  Still I long for yours  Tell me what do you see   When you look at the world  And when you look at me?  Because I want to view life  Through a second pair of eyes  For sometimes even I need a guide  To show me a new and better path  And to know there's   Someone standing there  Standing behind me   When I look back...  For I long to see a light  When the trail starts winding  As the day's becoming night  And the way's not easy finding  My eyes are tired   And I'm losing sight  Won't you let me in  Into your door when I am cold  Into your arms so I can hold  Onto someone   Onto something  When I'm spinning out of control  When I'm beginning to feel old  And less reassured than when I was a kid  When I question everything in my life  And what I've done with it  We could share secret thoughts   That thus far we've kept hid  Won't you let me in...  Oh, won't you let me in?  Won't you let me in?