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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
ideas of mine percolate the mind
down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath 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?
That I'm not what 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 bust open
The rib is the and is the yolk
And I need a for us both to choke on
single night's a fight my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
renounce the mill a while and
If we had a king bed
We could 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 of all that's around me
And that's why the devil can't get around me
Every single night's alright
Every night's a fight
And every single fight's with my brain
I want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed in my brain
ideas of mine percolate the mind
down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath 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?
That I'm not what 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 bust open
The rib is the and is the yolk
And I need a for us both to choke on
single night's a fight my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
renounce the mill a while and
If we had a king bed
We could 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 of all that's around me
And that's why the devil can't get around me
Every single night's alright
Every night's a fight
And every single fight's with my brain
I want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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