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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 wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
ideas of mine the mind
Trickle down the spine
the belly, to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
Like a skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every single night's a light 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 I ought 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 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 just need a meal for us to on
Every single night's a fight with my brain
I just to feel everything
I just to everything
I just to feel everything
So I'm try to be now
renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a king size bed
We could in it and I'd forget
If what 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 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 night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
ideas of mine the mind
Trickle down the spine
the belly, to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
Like a skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every single night's a light 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 I ought 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 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 just need a meal for us to on
Every single night's a fight with my brain
I just to feel everything
I just to everything
I just to feel everything
So I'm try to be now
renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a king size bed
We could in it and I'd forget
If what 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 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 night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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