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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 wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These of percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the comes in
a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the in, no
Every single night's a with my brain
What do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does she of me?
I'm not what I ought to be
I'm what I try not to be
It's got to be else's fault
I can't get caught
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I what I does
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 my brain
I just to feel everything
I want to everything
I to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a size bed
We could move in it and I'd soon forget
If 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 made of parts of all that's me
And that's why the just can't get around me
single night's alright
Every night's a fight
And every single fight's with my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These of percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the comes in
a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the in, no
Every single night's a with my brain
What do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does she of me?
I'm not what I ought to be
I'm what I try not to be
It's got to be else's fault
I can't get caught
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I what I does
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 my brain
I just to feel everything
I want to everything
I to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a size bed
We could move in it and I'd soon forget
If 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 made of parts of all that's me
And that's why the just can't get around me
single night's alright
Every night's a fight
And every single fight's with my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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