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Every Single Night 
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by Fiona Apple
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Every single night, I endure the flight
Of little wings of white-flamed in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's the pain comes in
Like a skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every night's a light with my brain
do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
does she think of me?
That I'm not what I 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 I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight my brain
I just to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
the mill a little while and
If we had a double king bed
We could 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 bust open
My heart's made of parts of all that's around me
And that's why the devil just can't get around me
Every single night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And single fight's with my brain
I to everything
I just want to feel everything
I to everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's the pain comes in
Like a skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every night's a light with my brain
do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
does she think of me?
That I'm not what I 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 I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight my brain
I just to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
the mill a little while and
If we had a double king bed
We could 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 bust open
My heart's made of parts of all that's around me
And that's why the devil just can't get around me
Every single night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And single fight's with my brain
I to everything
I just want to feel everything
I to everything
I just want to feel everything
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