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Every Single Night 
Medium
de Fiona Apple
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Every night, I the flight
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, to a blaze
That's the pain comes in
a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every night's a 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 to be
That I'm what I try not to be
It's got to be somebody 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 want to feel everything
I just to everything
I just to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double king size bed
We could move in it and I'd soon forget
If what I am is I am, 'cause I what I does
And 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 can't get around me
Every single night's alright
Every night's a fight
And every fight's alright with my brain
I to everything
I to everything
I just to feel everything
I want to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, to a blaze
That's the pain comes in
a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every night's a 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 to be
That I'm what I try not to be
It's got to be somebody 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 want to feel everything
I just to everything
I just to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double king size bed
We could move in it and I'd soon forget
If what I am is I am, 'cause I what I does
And 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 can't get around me
Every single night's alright
Every night's a fight
And every fight's alright with my brain
I to everything
I to everything
I just to feel everything
I want to feel everything
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