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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
ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
the belly, to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every single night's a light with my brain
do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does she think of me?
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 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 need a meal for us to choke on
Every single night's a fight with my brain
I want to feel everything
I want to everything
I just want to everything
So I'm gonna try to be now
Gonna renounce the mill a while and
If we had a double size bed
We could 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 just bust open
My heart's of parts of all that's around me
And that's why the devil just can't get around me
Every night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And fight's with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
the belly, to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every single night's a light with my brain
do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does she think of me?
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 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 need a meal for us to choke on
Every single night's a fight with my brain
I want to feel everything
I want to everything
I just want to everything
So I'm gonna try to be now
Gonna renounce the mill a while and
If we had a double size bed
We could 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 just bust open
My heart's of parts of all that's around me
And that's why the devil just can't get around me
Every night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And fight's with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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