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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
These ideas of mine the mind
Trickle down 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 night's a 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 what I does
brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
night's a with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just to everything
I just want to everything
So I'm try to be still now
renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a king size bed
We could move in it and I'd soon 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 of all that's me
And that's why the devil just can't get around me
night's alright
single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just to everything
I want to feel everything
Of wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine the mind
Trickle down 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 night's a 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 what I does
brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
night's a with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just to everything
I just want to everything
So I'm try to be still now
renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a king size bed
We could move in it and I'd soon 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 of all that's me
And that's why the devil just can't get around me
night's alright
single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just to everything
I want to feel everything
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