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Every Single Night Medium
by Fiona Apple
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Every single night, I endure the flight
Of little of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling 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
night's a with my brain
do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does 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 else's fault
I can't get caught
If I am is what I am, 'cause I what I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the 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 just want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little and
If we had a double king 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 breast just open
My heart's made of of all that's around me
And that's why the devil just can't get me
single night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling 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
night's a with my brain
do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does 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 else's fault
I can't get caught
If I am is what I am, 'cause I what I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the 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 just want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little and
If we had a double king 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 breast just open
My heart's made of of all that's around me
And that's why the devil just can't get me
single night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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