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Every Single Night 
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by Fiona Apple
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single night, I endure the flight
Of wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
Trying to fit the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every single 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 I ought to be
That I'm what I try not to be
It's got to be somebody 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 heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight with my brain
I just want 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 and
If we had a double king bed
We could move in it and I'd forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I what I does
And maybe I'd relax, let my breast just bust open
My heart's of parts of all that's around me
And that's why the devil can't get around me
Every night's alright
Every night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I to feel everything
I want to feel everything
Of wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
Trying to fit the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every single 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 I ought to be
That I'm what I try not to be
It's got to be somebody 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 heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight with my brain
I just want 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 and
If we had a double king bed
We could move in it and I'd forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I what I does
And maybe I'd relax, let my breast just bust open
My heart's of parts of all that's around me
And that's why the devil can't get around me
Every night's alright
Every night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I to feel everything
I want to feel everything
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