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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
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the in
a second skeleton
Trying 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 she think of me?
That I'm not what I ought to be
That I'm I try not to be
It's got to be else's fault
I can't get caught
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I I does
brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight my brain
I just to feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm try to be now
the a and
If we had a double king size bed
We could move in it and I'd soon forget
If I am is what I am, 'cause I what I does
And maybe 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 can't get around me
Every night's alright
night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the in
a second skeleton
Trying 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 she think of me?
That I'm not what I ought to be
That I'm I try not to be
It's got to be else's fault
I can't get caught
If what I am is what I am, 'cause I I does
brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna open
The rib is the shell and heart is the yolk
And I just a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight my brain
I just to feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
So I'm try to be now
the a and
If we had a double king size bed
We could move in it and I'd soon forget
If I am is what I am, 'cause I what I does
And maybe 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 can't get around me
Every night's alright
night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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