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Every Single Night 
Medium
de Fiona Apple
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night, I endure the flight
Of of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
Trying 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 of me?
That I'm not I to be
That I'm what I try not to be
It's got to be else's fault
I can't get caught
If 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 heart is the yolk
And I need a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight with my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to everything
I just to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little and
If we had a double size 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 bust open
My heart's made of parts of all that's me
And that's why the devil just can't get me
single night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I want to feel everything
Of of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
Trying 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 of me?
That I'm not I to be
That I'm what I try not to be
It's got to be else's fault
I can't get caught
If 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 heart is the yolk
And I need a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight with my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to everything
I just to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little and
If we had a double size 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 bust open
My heart's made of parts of all that's me
And that's why the devil just can't get me
single night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I want to feel everything
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