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(Verse 1) Woke up in a tangled sheet, every inch of me felt beat Like I'd run a thousand miles, through barbed wire, hostile trials A burning throb, a constant ache, for goodness sake, my body's break The slightest touch, a feather's grace, ignites a fire in this place (Chorus) Oh, this body ache, it never stops, from my head down to my socks A fog inside my brain, can't think straight, can't explain Tired to the bone, though I slept the whole night through This invisible fight, what am I gonna do? (Verse 2) The softest touch, it burns and stings, like a thousand buzzing things My clothes feel rough, the air too cold, a story in my nerves unfolds A simple sound, a sudden light, sends my senses into flight Memory slips, words get lost, counting up the daily cost (Chorus) Oh, this body ache, it never stops, from my head down to my socks A fog inside my brain, can't think straight, can't explain Tired to the bone, though I slept the whole night through This invisible fight, what am I gonna do? (Bridge) They say "you look so well," they say "it's all in your head" But this exhaustion's heavy spell, keeps me trapped within my bed No fever, no broken bone, just this constant, aching moan A silent scream, a hidden war, knocking at my every door (Guitar solo - starts with a wailing, sustained note, then builds to a frantic, almost desperate melody, before resolving into a more melancholic, lingering fade) (Chorus) Oh, this body ache, it never stops, from my head down to my socks A fog inside my brain, can't think straight, can't explain Tired to the bone, though I slept the whole night through This invisible fight, what am I gonna do? (Outro) Yeah, what am I gonna do? This aching truth... (Guitar fades out with a final, echoing chord, leaving a sense of unresolved longing)