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Every Single Night 
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by Fiona Apple
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Every night, I endure the flight
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of percolate the mind
the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's the pain comes in
a second skeleton
Trying to fit 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 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 what I am is what I am, 'cause I does I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just a for us to choke on
Every single night's a with my brain
I just want to everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to everything
So I'm try to be still now
Gonna the 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 does 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 me
night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of percolate the mind
the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's the pain comes in
a second skeleton
Trying to fit 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 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 what I am is what I am, 'cause I does I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just a for us to choke on
Every single night's a with my brain
I just want to everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to everything
So I'm try to be still now
Gonna the 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 does 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 me
night's alright
Every single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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