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Every Single Night 
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de Fiona Apple
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Every single night, I endure the flight
Of little of white-flamed in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm 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 night's a with my brain
What do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
does she think of me?
That 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 I am is what I am, 'cause I what I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
Every night's a fight with my brain
I just want to feel 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 king size bed
We could move in it and I'd forget
If 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 just can't get around me
Every night's alright
single night's a fight
And every single fight's with my brain
I want to feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just to feel everything
Of little of white-flamed in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm 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 night's a with my brain
What do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
does she think of me?
That 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 I am is what I am, 'cause I what I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
Every night's a fight with my brain
I just want to feel 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 king size bed
We could move in it and I'd forget
If 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 just can't get around me
Every night's alright
single night's a fight
And every single fight's with my brain
I want to feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just to feel everything
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