⚠ TRIGGER WARNING — SET LIST ELEVEN — NOISE, LIES AND LONGING Lead Rating: PG-13 | GX: 23 ✅ CLEAN | 13 Tracks This set is built around identity strain, defiance, addiction, and long-term psychological fatigue. It lives in the space between confidence and collapse — where survival instincts get mistaken for strength and numbness passes for clarity. Nothing here explodes. It grinds. SUBSTANCE USE AND ADDICTION "Devil's Friend" normalizes self-destruction as routine — "I've been sinning since the beginning / And I don't want that to end." "Moth" frames addiction as hardwired: "I find I can't change / The wiring of my brain." PROFANITY — TRACK 8 "Time's Up" contains: "coming to f*ck you up!" (self-censored). Gun reference: "this gun's for hire" — metaphorical, not literal threat framing. PSYCHOLOGICAL FATIGUE AND INSOMNIA "Insomnia," "Disciple of Dirt," and "Cement" document chronic mental exhaustion and the sense of being trapped inside one's own head for years. Cement: "Been like this for about a week... / And add to that about ten years." EGO FRACTURE AND IDENTITY EROSION "Groovy Gravy": "I was a puppet on a string." "Fancy Words": "There is nothing left / That I can call my own." RACE AND CLASS COMMENTARY "Insomnia" contains direct racial commentary on power and privilege. RECURRING TRACK NOTE — TRACK 13 Dance Floor appears here with four-word summary "Find peace in movement" — different from Set List 3's "Lose yourself completely." Generator locked to this collection's version. PARTIAL LYRIC — TRACK 7 Thick Skin flagged as partial in source. Full version pending Tom confirmation. No single breaking point. The set accumulates pressure track by track. Listener discretion advised.

SET LIST 11 — NOISE, LIES AND LONGING 1. Love It or Leave It 2. Groovy Gravy 3. Devil's Friend 4. Disciple of Dirt 5. Moth 6. Insomnia 7. Thick Skin ⚠ (partial) 8. Time's Up 9. Kicking the Can 10. Hey Waiter 11. Cement 12. Fancy Words 13. Dance Floor ⚠ (recurring track — SL11 summary: "Find peace in movement") (1) LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT I am me so you can love it or leave it (leave it) Don't care what you like So I don't lie Do you believe it? (believe it) Though others' eyes I can't see through (see through) What you see is what you get I will never be you (be you) I don't want to hurt your feelings But I wouldn't want to (be you) I keep my makeup in a drawer That's never been opened (opened) Is the truth in the eyes Or in the words spoken? (spoken) As you can see I'm wearing no mask Let me tell you my friend This is no easy task So what you see Is what you get (you get) Have you seen anything That you like yet? I am me so you can love it or leave it (leave it) I wear my heart on my sleeve Could you ever conceive it? (conceive it) Though others' eyes I can't see through (see through) What you see is what you get I will never be you (be you) I don't want to hurt your feelings But I wouldn't want to (be you) I keep my makeup in a drawer That's never been opened (opened) Is the truth in the eyes Or in the words spoken? (spoken) I am me so you can love it or leave it (leave it) I wear my heart on my sleeve Could you ever conceive it? (conceive it) I am me so you can love it or leave it (leave it) Don't care what you like So I don't lie Do you believe it? (believe it) (2) GROOVY GRAVY You look into my face Expecting to see A man who is angry Yet these eyes of mine Just finished crying Miss my sweet ass candy My mind… Gotta fill it with groovy gravy baby So I'm inclined… To do or say anything that will pay me Picked rhyme 'Cause I find most lives of crime pay weekly not daily And all my Friends not in my head all think I'm going crazy Sure, once I thought I was on a roll But I found out it's beyond all my control Because when the Zen unfolded Again I was the one left dumbfounded Boy was I wrong I really had thought I'd found it Being used like a toy all along There's no other way around it I was a puppet on a string Just a bird with two clipped wings Confined behind these four walls Tortured was the only way I'd sing I was force fed To believe - so I'd pretend That means don't matter As long as it gets you to the end But soon I was no longer The one steering the wheel The machine kept getting stronger I was left wondering was I still real? Yes, once I thought I was on a roll Now I've found out it's beyond all my control Boy was I wrong I really had thought I'd found it Being used like a toy all along There's just no other way around it Became the prisoner of my own sad song No wonder I've grown so despondent (3) DEVIL'S FRIEND I can't quit it Let me hit it Oh won't you let me in? I've been sinning Since the beginning And I don't want that to end I keep learning While I'm burning I've become the Devil's friend What I'm saying Is I'm still playing It won't be a pretty end… I been high for a long time I've been dry even longer Out in the sunshine The truth just gets stronger I was hiding in my cave And that's no place to get saved See a man in full retreat That's when he's easiest to beat Well I just hid my head 'Til the world thought I was dead Gone, lost and hidden away Far from society I strayed Trapped in a world I couldn't face One where I quickly lost my place Finding solace in defeat Told myself I can't compete (4) DISCIPLE OF DIRT Just what will break the spell? So many claim to know Yet so few tell Why is that so? Maybe it's just as well? To just let it go... Ah what the hell? There's only one way to know Whether to buy or sell On which road to go There's only one man in the know Though long ago he fell So what's a disciple of dirt Like me to do? No one left to follow No one to lead me A blind detective In a world full of clues Only able to be captured No one to free me So many choices Yet so little time to choose I want to hide away Where no one can see me So much to gain But even more to lose I'll rest in the safety that No one else will ever be me So what if my book of poetry Lies dusty on the shelf My inspiration's been lost and found By someone else My dreams about tomorrow? Ah who the hell even cares? Every day we all take A good look in the mirror And wonder if it's time To face our fears: Are we burned up? Are we burned out? Or maybe there's no flame at all With no desire to climb There's no risk to fall So we stick to safe ground Like a hamster on a wheel Lacking love and hate So there's nothing left to feel....... (5) MOTH Some things were made to bait you and then out wait you Or out will you But if you're a moth like me Then a burning candle will kill you… They say misery loves company I said I'd rather be alone They say in truth and light There lies your salvation I said sometimes I feel safer When all the light is gone In darkness I trust When scared I soar Up through the night sky Seeking light once more I find I can't change The wiring of my brain So with wet wings I glide through the rain So I may pass the test of fire And fly over the open flame Try to rid myself of all desire… It's the same tame your name game It's the same tame your name game It's the same tame your name game (6) INSOMNIA It's time to write another song About the world and where it's all gone wrong But awe man….That's gonna take soo long To sum it up: if you're ignorant then you're right It's the best lesson you can learn from the whites Those with power never wanna give it back Is the history lesson you learn if you're black It's not where you end up But how far you had to go to get there If you were born with a senate seat Don't ever complain your life's not fair I wake up… remove the covers from my face Then I do…what I can for the human race Fight the urge…to give in when I'm overwhelmed Save the world…mostly by working on myself I'm close to becoming the man I was born to be Not another drone, wage slave worked to death But someone who can say they tried to break free Every night I stayed awake Trying to find a cure for the human race Thus I suffered from insomnia So finally I had to give it a break It was the best thing I ever did Trust me I'm telling ya It's time to write another song (7) THICK SKIN ⚠ PARTIAL LYRICS — FIRST TWO STANZAS ONLY If you sing my song… First know that it's long A tale filled with broken hearts, promises and noses If you look inside my soul… You'll see all that I don't show My deviled horns, the blood-stained thorns And wilted leaves of long-stemmed dead roses (8) TIME'S UP > **SPELLING NOTE:** Canonical title for Set List 11 is "Time's Up" (apostrophe). Full-text heading uses "TIMES UP" — formatting artifact only. Canon Conflict Registry Section 3, Entry 3-D confirmed. My misdirected passion Has led to many lashes Put all my eggs in one basket As if you even had to ask it I made a rash decision And did something I wish I didn't Now everything is broken All black with ash and smoking As I've lost all intention and desire To ever again go near or play with fire I know I've said this all before But this time I won't be called a liar I don't wanna feel Like love's not real But I've grown sick and tired Of being used And if it's self-abuse I'm thinking I might retire Take up another trade In my old age Hey, this gun's for hire Got a few bullets left But at least I'm outta debt So what if my plan backfired? Sure you can save for a rainy day Then watch as a typhoon comes your way You can look around there's no escape Right now you are face to face with the wave Sometimes it's water and sometimes it's mud Sometimes it's floating debris coming to f*ck you up! Sometimes it's earned and sometimes bad luck Sometimes you jump when you should have ducked! Time's up! (9) KICKING THE CAN This woman I'd been dating for nearly a year Told me to get out with words so clear Said her chains had been broken and she's no longer bound To me, former lover, getting outta town Like seasons a' changing love once so dear I got no more magic in my hat as I disappear Walking down the street carrying a big black bag In it is everything I hold dear that I've ever had Looking up at heaven trying to understand Why I'm walking down the street just kicking this can? I was wanting to travel But this is not what I planned (10) HEY WAITER I see fine, fine, fine... Sugar mama's all the time That I know... could be wined and dined And numbered because they hunger For my love and what I got inside Yet still I wait... I see pretty young things Whose bodies could be had and bought With just a wink and a shiny ring But I don't think dirty thoughts For sure, girls like that There's lots and lots But still I wait... To see a woman strong inside With whom I want to stand beside Because I know she'll still be there During times when I'm troubled And deep within despair Or in need of some tender love and care So here I wait... For those who are the very few That will love me for what I do And for what I truly am For they will see I'm a special man Who lives his life according to his own plan And sleeps all alone tonight because he understands That he must wait... (11) CEMENT As the blizzard blows tonight... All you think about is staying warm We unite to build a fire Enemies become friends And everyone survives the storm For time has proved As we've evolved and grown That the truth is... We're never best when we're left alone If you wanna be truly original Then don't be scared of a stranger Don't you know the first smoke signal Was a way to talk And not a symbol of danger Yet when it comes to truth Some play hide and seek They say the dead don't lie... Well, that's only because The dead don't speak Some manufacture consent Like they're mixing cement There's always a positive spin It always us versus them The good guys are gonna win The speechwriters have been busy You see stars and stripes blowing in the wind Dylan warns propaganda all is phony But just listen to them play our hymn... Some manufacture consent Like they're mixing cement There's always a positive spin So what if everything is falling down? You get to build it back up again I embrace my face.... Even though I don't like it I support my race.... Even though we're always fighting To some my life's a waste.... I carry on despite it I know my place.... There're wrongs that need writing, righting I don't know if I… want to remember or forget Some of the thoughts I got swimming inside my head..... They keep me awake sometimes I can't sleep... Been like this for about a week... And add to that about ten years I've been telling everyone Still no one cares.… (12) FANCY WORDS As if you were my children I sacrifice for you A mind like mine Don't come around often The next one could be you The chip that rides atop my shoulder Has fallen to the ground To the chains of modern thinking I am no longer bound I don't try to reach just a thousand critics I aim for tens of millions of people worldwide I don't dare use fancy words that twist into themselves So many times that you need a dictionary by your side I try to portray life plain and simply Using my words to paint a picture to be your guide My soul crawls across the paper Falling dead across the lines As all the memories I've known Forgotten and left behind Now stand before you Naked and raped Handled and molded Unfolded and shaped There is nothing left That I can call my own There's no place that I can go That I can honestly call my home There is nothing I'm afraid of Be it discovered or unknown I write for men and women like me Who have the roar of a lion Those who'll fight to the death to defend their pride The men and women who know that when life gets tough That you can never lie down and die So hold onto whatever will get you through Do whatever - within reason that you have to do Look everywhere inside of you it's in you And I would not lie to you I've been you I would not hide it from you but of course I will help guide you through I'll be your support (13) DANCE FLOOR ⚠ RECURRING TRACK — Set List 11 instance — CLOSING TRACK > **RECURRING TRACK NOTE:** This is the Set List 11 instance of Dance Floor. Four-word summary for this collection: **"find peace in movement."** Set List 3 uses a different four-word summary ("Lose yourself completely") at Track 7 (mid-set position). This is Track 13 — the **closing track** of Set List 11 — giving it elevated narrative weight. Do not merge. Generator must store as separate entries per Recurring Tracks Registry Vol 1. > > Rolling Stone on this instance: "sends us off with one final cigarette and a crooked smile, choosing joy for a night — because the rest will still be broken come morning." I been trying to find A place to call home in my mind But it's cluttered with all this useless debris Pictures, places... things and ideas They've been trying to sell to me I been trying to hear My own voice within my ears... (I heard a whisper from somewhere) Amongst all the yelling, screaming and cryin' which leads to disbelieving That's when the whisper grows silent I been trying to see since things aren't bad for me I should forget the fact that ignorance kills Turning my back on any and all ills That don't slap me in the face For I... can't save... the entire human race Today I'm enjoying myself Going out to have a good time This earth won't cease to spin or exist If I relax and unwind Let someone else Worry about the world for a while... Once I thought I was happy But I've long since lost my smile... I'd like to rewind time to find the mindset I had before Take the train tracks back to when I lacked the need to go explore To when I didn't care If the whole world went up in flames I'd say what can one man do? Except point a finger... And pass the blame That's it... I've had enough... I can't take it anymore Just a few of these... To put my mind at ease... I'll meet you on the dancefloor