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Every Single Night 
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by Fiona Apple
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Every single night, I the flight
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These of mine percolate the mind
Trickle the spine
Swarm the belly, 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 night's a light 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
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
brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
night's a with my brain
I just want to everything
I just to feel everything
I want to feel everything
So I'm try to be still now
Gonna the mill a little while and
If we had a double size bed
We move in it and I'd forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does what 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 devil can't get around me
night's alright
single night's a fight
And every fight's alright with my brain
I just to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These of mine percolate the mind
Trickle the spine
Swarm the belly, 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 night's a light 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
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
brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us both to choke on
night's a with my brain
I just want to everything
I just to feel everything
I want to feel everything
So I'm try to be still now
Gonna the mill a little while and
If we had a double size bed
We move in it and I'd forget
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does what 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 devil can't get around me
night's alright
single night's a fight
And every fight's alright with my brain
I just to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to everything
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