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Every Single Night 
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by Fiona Apple
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Every single night, I endure the flight
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the comes in
Like a second skeleton
to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every single night's a light 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 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 open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
single night's a fight with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be now
renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double king size bed
We could move in it and I'd forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does I does
And maybe I'd relax, let my breast 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 single fight's alright with my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I want to everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the comes in
Like a second skeleton
to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every single night's a light 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 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 open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
single night's a fight with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be now
renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double king size bed
We could move in it and I'd forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does I does
And maybe I'd relax, let my breast 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 single fight's alright with my brain
I just want to everything
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I want to everything
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