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Every Single Night 
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by Fiona Apple
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single night, I endure the flight
Of little of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine the mind
Trickle down the spine
the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
a second skeleton
to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
single night's a with my brain
What do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What she think of me?
That I'm not what I ought 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 what I am is I am, 'cause I does 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 choke on
Every single night's a with my brain
I want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just to everything
So I'm try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double size bed
We move 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 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
Every night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I want to everything
I to feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine the mind
Trickle down the spine
the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
a second skeleton
to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
single night's a with my brain
What do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What she think of me?
That I'm not what I ought 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 what I am is I am, 'cause I does 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 choke on
Every single night's a with my brain
I want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just to everything
So I'm try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double size bed
We move 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 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
Every night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I want to everything
I to feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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