Flesh Wound

Foreigner

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

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

Written by: J. Edwards / Mick Jones / Terry Thomas
Sent by Victor. Revised by Ana.
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