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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 in my brain
These ideas of percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the 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 think of me?
That I'm not what I ought to be
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 what I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's bust open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to on
Every night's a with my brain
I want to feel everything
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little and
If we had a double king size bed
We could move in it and I'd soon forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I 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 devil just can't get around me
single night's alright
single night's a fight
And every fight's alright with my brain
I just to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed in my brain
These ideas of percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the 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 think of me?
That I'm not what I ought to be
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 what I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's bust open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to on
Every night's a with my brain
I want to feel everything
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little and
If we had a double king size bed
We could move in it and I'd soon forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I 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 devil just can't get around me
single night's alright
single night's a fight
And every fight's alright with my brain
I just to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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