I keep trying to drown my sorrows away
But it seems that they know how to swim
So I take another drink to fill up the bay
That I keep all of my demons in.

A dull knife for a dull life
I wish at least one was sharp.

Cold nights with no light
seem appropriately dark.

These ropes
That held the bridge across this rift
Have broken
But I'll use the rest to climb this cliff
'cause I've never wanted anything more in my whole life than to reach the top
So I'll give it all I've got.

I keep having these dreams that haunt me every night
And you are the reoccurring star
Lighting up my mind like stadium lights
But your presence is still so very far.

And I've found that I'm let down
Every time that I wake
This town, the lights and sounds
Are reminders of this fate.

These ropes
That held the bridge across this rift
Have broken
But I'll use the rest to climb this cliff
'cause I've never wanted anything more in my whole life than to reach the top
So I'll give it all I've got.

These ropes
That held the bridge across this rift
Have broken
But I'll use the rest to climb this cliff
'cause I've never wanted anything more in my whole life than to reach the top
So I'll give it all I've got.

Old News

Ropes

There's a great lake that separates me from you
And if I knew you were still there I'd swim right through.
But I fear I may perish 'fore I reach the other side.
So please, If you're still there, meet me on the island inside.

I know what we had was more than a spark;
'Twas a great flame to light the way through this lake of dark,
Eerie, bitter emotions spawned from the ducts of our eyes
Quenching our fire, leaving us separate and blind.

So won't you please meet me there? Just swim straight ahead.
I'd swim all the way, but water was never my friend.
And are you even there? Can you hear a word that I'm saying?
I swear I heard your voice in the wind. Was it a trick my mind's playing?

Don't go...

Just go...

Michigan

Everything ends in crimson cement and shattered bones
But I'm not letting go, I'm only going home.
Everything ends in crimson cement and shattered bones
But I'm not letting go, I'm only going home.

And so I climbed this bridge so high
And stared down at the ground as cars drove by.

I don't wanna be here,
But like a magnet it pulls
Me to do the things I fear
That make me a fool
(As I wait by the phone,
I've never felt more alone)
No, I don't wanna be here

So here I lie, face on the ground.
I can almost hear the sirens ringing across the town.

I don't wanna be here,
But like a magnet it pulls
Me to do the things I fear
That make me a fool
(As I wait by the phone,
I've never felt more alone)
No, I don't wanna be here

I don't wanna be here,
But like a magnet it pulls
Me to do the things I fear
That make me a fool
(As I wait by the phone,
I've never felt more alone)
No, I don't wanna be here

And everything ends in crimson cement and shattered bones
But I'm not letting go, I'm only going home.

Full-Bellied Zenkai Power

How many beers do I have to drink
Before I'm too drunk to even think
About the blades laid by my bedside?
Hopefully I pass out 'fore I use them tonight.

And what the fuck am I supposed to do when
The alcohol won't stop the loneliness
Even in a room full of friends?
That's how you know that I'm a mess.

I wish that all of my friends
And family were dead
So that they would not cry when
I'm found with a bullet in my head.

I've been lying for a while
But no one could see past this smile
To gaze at the scars underneath
This mask that I wear from week to week.

And as the minutes turn to hours
That the day then devours,
The face of a clock seems more like a film
Repeating again God's ill will.

I wish that all of my friends
And family were dead
So that they would not cry when
I'm found with a bullet in my head.

I've got so many things worth fighting for
But I just can't do it anymore
Without someone putting me
On their list of treasured things.

Treasured Things (Acoustic)

Treasured Things (acoustic)

How many beers do I have to drink
before I'm too drunk to even think
about the blades laid by my bedside?
Hopefully I pass out 'fore I use them tonight.

And what the fuck am I supposed to do when
the alcohol won't stop the loneliness
even in a room full of friends?
That's how you know that I'm a mess


I wish that all of my friends
and family were dead
so that they would not cry when
I'm found with a bullet in my head.


I've been lying for a while
but no one can see passed this smile
to gaze at the scars underneath
this mask that I wear from week to week.

And as the minutes turn to hours
that the day then devours,
the face of a clock seems more like a film
repeating again God's ill will.


I wish that all of my friends
and family were dead
so that they would not cry when
I'm found with a bullet in my head.

I've got so many things worth fighting for,
but I just can't do it anymore
without someone putting me
on their list of treasured things.

Treasured Things

Sometimes I think that I might be the only one
With these thoughts in my head, wishing that I was dead.
Is there anyone else

who find most of the time their life is way too much?
I've jumped fence after fence, but I'm too incompetent
to carry my own crutch.

I'm not lying to myself another night because for
the first time in my life I see that I will never be whole.
Underneath this thin facade I'm vacant, so vacant.
(I wish I was naught.)

I'm not lying to myself another night because for
the first time in my life I see that I will never be whole.
Underneath this thin facade I'm vacant, so vacant.
(I wish I was numb.)

Numb

Why do I hesitate
every time to hit the brakes
when I'm driving straight
towards a ledge?

These winding roads
and this ringing phone
both seem to go on
with no end.

I've way too much time to think, now there's not much time to act.
This fusillade of trees is getting close fast.
(A split decision) a deviation, and I'll rest my head at last.
What's left is dead, what's dead is gone, and what's gone is never coming back.


All I know
is I am alone.
If I truly did you wrong
then please, cast the first stone.


What's this heavy reverie?
This millstone that sinks me in my drink?
If it's not removed
I may drown.

(JUST WAKE UP!)
The more I dream i fill/feel my cup
run over as figments abound.

All I know
is I am alone.
If I truly did you wrong
then please, cast the first stone.


I've always been told
"If you love something let it go."
That's why I hold
all that I hate so fucking close.

All I know
is I am alone.
If I truly did you wrong
then please, cast the first stone.

All I know
is I am alone.
If I truly did you wrong
then please, cast the first stone.

(I can't make it on my own.)
We could build forever
(I can't make it on my own.)
if we could live together.

(I can't make it on my own.)
We could build forever
(I can't make it on my own.)
if we could live together.

Danika in Atlanta (feat. Tyler Matthew Watt)

Danika In Atlanta (feat. Tyler Matthew Watt)

And when it rains on this side of town
It touches everything
Just say it again and mean it
We don't miss a thing

You made yourself a bed
At the bottom of the blackest hole (blackest hole)
And convinced yourself that it's not the reason
You don't see the sun anymore

And oh, oh, how could you do it?
No I, I never saw it coming
Oh, oh, I need an ending
So why can't you stay just long enough to explain?

And when it rains
You always find an escape
Just running away
From all of the ones who love you
From everything

You made yourself a bed
At the bottom of the blackest hole (blackest hole)
And you'll sleep 'til May and you'll say
That you don't want to see the sun anymore

And oh, oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming
No, oh, I need an ending
So why can't you stay just long enough to explain?

Take your time
Take my time
Take these chances to turn it around
Just take these chances, we'll make it somehow
And take these chances to turn it around
Just turn it around

Whoa, how could you do it?
No I, I never saw it coming
Oh, oh, how could you do it?
No I, I never saw it coming
Oh, oh, I need an ending
So why can't you stay just long enough to explain?

You can take your time
Take my time

When It Rains

My hopes and dreams
They leave me wanting more
But I can’t escape the feeling
That no matter what I do
I’m marching in tow
Just hoping that my vessel will float

And I know that
I’m running up a ladder
That’s been nailed to the ground
Even so
I feel like another path may be
Just too far gone to be found

But if I don’t want anything
I just might be ok
After all

I’ve been trying to pay attention
Just long enough to hear you mention
The things you’ve been wanting to say
For weeks or months or days

While I’ve been grasping for motivation
I find it rough when every day’s been
A new door leading into
Copies of the same old room

I'm spinning faster, a spiral Disaster
A Vortex pulling me down
Face like asters, asphyxiate me now
I look back after at all our laughter
And when it suddenly drowned
To detach her mutilate me now

The more I look at my life the less I’m ever surprised
That the line that kept me going was no more than a lie
I made up to keep me thinking I was more than this guy
With a knife to his wrist who’s only fate is to die
I remember back then when I thought I could fly
If I could pick the right path, aim, and shoot for the sky
Every night I lay awake and think of ways to find
Inside myself, the me that’s good enough, but was I?
Now I'm…

Uzumaki

I'm searching for new meaning
Anything at all
That doesn’t leave me banging
My head on the wall
I’ve come to dread the weekend
It all just seems so false
Am i escaping or am I just putting my life on pause

I fell asleep at the wheel for the hundredth time
And I'm starting to feel
Like it's just another part of my life

I’ve got nowhere to run but I need to
Get away from this life I’d never choose
To spend all my time the way I do
I’m finding out that nothing I do matters
Yeah, could anything be sadder?

I’ve been having trouble sleeping
Can't seem to close my eyes
I dread the thought of waking up to my life
Where every day is mundane
I fear I've lost myself
Spending most my time
Working for someone else

Abolish the Workday

They say that when you die, your life flashes before your eyes. Problem Dog makes music for anyone who’s afraid that, in that final moment, all they’ll see is a series of identical memories that blur into a bleak portrait of a life well wasted.

In 2014, three childhood friends (Eric Green, Lucy Broom, and Garrett Smart) established Problem Dog as the next chapter in their shared musical journey after playing together throughout high school and early adulthood. The band spent their first two years playing house shows and DIY spaces all over Central California before releasing their self-produced EP, “Old News” in 2016, and following it up nine months later with “EP2”.

Earnest and devastating, Problem Dog’s music grapples with difficult topics like depression and suicidality with painfully honest lyrics and hard hitting instrumentation. Each vocalists and songwriters in their own right, the band’s members weave melodies and harmonies together into a tapestry of melancholy and angst, with most songs being written and led by Green. 

After several years of hiatus, the band is now hard at work on their next record, “Uzumaki.”

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Problem Dog

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