the world is dying but i m not crying i won t think about it won t think about it again i m all alone now nobody here now this solitude is ringing through my head can t even come close to getting the guts tonight to face this one alone when i think about last night blacked out drunk still feeling lonely it s all kind of blurry fucked up and tense like this town the world is dying but i m not crying i won t think about it won t think about it again time slows to stalling feels like i m falling this solitude s ringing through my head can t even come close to getting the guts tonight to face this one alone when i think about last night blacked out drunk still feeling lonely it s all kind of blurry fucked up and tense like this town well i can t hear it i can t hear it i can t hear it i can t hear it the silence drowned out by wilson pickett i can t hear it i can t hear it i can t hear it i can t hear it the silence drowned out by he s a shithead can t even come close to getting the guts tonight to face this one alone when i think about last night blacked out drunk still feeling lonely it s all kind of blurry fucked up and tense like this town contemplate my sanity to soul dance number three by build for speed i start to feel okay think i ll pull myself away have another drink today it s whiskey and records again yeah whiskey and records again yeah whiskey and records again yeah whiskey and records again again