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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 wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
of mine percolate the mind
down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the in, no
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 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 I am is what I am, 'cause I does I does
brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the and is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us to choke on
Every night's a fight my brain
I just want to feel everything
I to everything
I just want to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double 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 open
My heart's made of of all that's around me
And that's why the 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 want to feel everything
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I want to feel everything
Of wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
of mine percolate the mind
down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the in, no
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 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 I am is what I am, 'cause I does I does
brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the and is the yolk
And I just need a meal for us to choke on
Every night's a fight my brain
I just want to feel everything
I to everything
I just want to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double 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 open
My heart's made of of all that's around me
And that's why the 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 want to feel everything
I just want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I want to feel everything
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