Flesh Wound

Foreigner

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    It's four o'clock in the mornin'
    The daylight's creepin' in
    'N' I'm lyin' awake in bed

    'N' outside my window
    The rain's just pourin' down
    'N' there's a pain inside my head, oh yeah

    I looked hard into the mirror
    Took some water in my hands
    Threw it on my face

    But your memory won't fade away
    I see you everywhere
    Around this empty space, oh no

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    This night's too long, I'm fadin' fast
    I tell myself, this pain won't last

    It's just a flesh wound
    Missin' my heart but still cuts deep
    Nothin' but a flesh wound, yeah-eh-eh
    Tore me apart 'n' I still can't sleep, yeah
    You know you really did it well
    Now I'm lyin' on a bed of nails
    But it's nothin' but a flesh wound, woah-oh-oh

    Better pull myself together
    I gotta hold my head up high
    That's what I've got to do

    No damage done
    But deep inside my heart
    Who am I tryin' to fool?

    It's over now, it's all in the past
    I tell myself, this pain won't last

    It's just a flesh wound
    Missin' my heart but still cuts deep
    Nothin' but a flesh wound, whoah
    Tore me apart 'n' I still can't sleep, no, no
    I've got no choice, I must be strong
    Can't lie here thinkin' 'bout it all night long
    It's nothin' but a flesh wound

    It's just a flesh wound
    Missin' my heart but still cuts deep
    Nothin' but a flesh wound, woah
    And it tore me apart, but I still can't sleep
    You know you really did it well
    Now I'm lyin' on a bed of nails
    It's just a flesh wound, woah
    I've got to be strong
    It's just a flesh wound, babe
    It tore me apart, all night long
    It's a flesh wound
    Nothing but a flesh wound, woah-oh-oh
    'N' it's cuttin' me deep, yeah-eah-eh-eh, yeah-eah

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    Composition: Mick Jones, Terry Thomas, and J. Edwards

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