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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 wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle the spine
the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the in
Like a second skeleton
Trying to fit the skin
I can't fit the in, no
Every single night's a light with my brain
do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does she think of me?
I'm not I ought to be
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 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 just a meal for us both to choke on
Every night's a fight my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
So I'm try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double king size bed
We move in it and I'd forget
If what I am is what 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 me
And that's why the devil just can't get around me
Every single 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 feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle the spine
the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the in
Like a second skeleton
Trying to fit the skin
I can't fit the in, no
Every single night's a light with my brain
do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
What does she think of me?
I'm not I ought to be
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 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 just a meal for us both to choke on
Every night's a fight my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
So I'm try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double king size bed
We move in it and I'd forget
If what I am is what 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 me
And that's why the devil just can't get around me
Every single 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 feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
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