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Every Single Night Medium
de Fiona Apple
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Every night, I endure the flight
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the in
Like a second skeleton
to fit the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every single night's a light with my brain
What do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does she think of me?
That I'm not I ought to be
That I'm 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 shell and is the yolk
And I just need a for us to choke on
single night's a fight with my brain
I just want to everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm try to be now
renounce the a little while and
If we had a king bed
We could in it and I'd soon forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does I does
And maybe I'd relax, let my breast 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 alright my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I want to everything
I just to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the in
Like a second skeleton
to fit the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every single night's a light with my brain
What do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does she think of me?
That I'm not I ought to be
That I'm 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 shell and is the yolk
And I just need a for us to choke on
single night's a fight with my brain
I just want to everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm try to be now
renounce the a little while and
If we had a king bed
We could in it and I'd soon forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does I does
And maybe I'd relax, let my breast 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 alright my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I want to everything
I just to feel everything
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