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Every Single Night 
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de Fiona Apple
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Every single night, I the flight
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle the spine
the belly, to a blaze
That's when the pain in
Like a skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the in, no
Every night's a light with my brain
do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does she think of me?
I'm not what I to be
I'm what I try not to be
It's got to be else's fault
I can't get caught
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does what I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna open
The rib is the shell and is the yolk
And I a for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight my brain
I just to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double king bed
We move in it and I'd soon forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does what I does
And maybe I'd relax, let my breast just open
My heart's made of parts of all that's around me
And that's why the devil can't get around me
Every single night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And every single fight's with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle the spine
the belly, to a blaze
That's when the pain in
Like a skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the in, no
Every night's a light with my brain
do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does she think of me?
I'm not what I to be
I'm what I try not to be
It's got to be else's fault
I can't get caught
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does what I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna open
The rib is the shell and is the yolk
And I a for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight my brain
I just to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double king bed
We move in it and I'd soon forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does what I does
And maybe I'd relax, let my breast just open
My heart's made of parts of all that's around me
And that's why the devil can't get around me
Every single night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And every single fight's with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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