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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 in my brain
These ideas of the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain in
Like a second skeleton
Trying 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 to be
I'm what 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 does what I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and is the yolk
And I just a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just to everything
I just want to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna the mill a and
If we had a double 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 bust open
My heart's made of parts of all that's me
And that's why the devil can't get me
Every single night's alright
single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just to feel everything
I to feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to everything
Of little wings of white-flamed in my brain
These ideas of the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain in
Like a second skeleton
Trying 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 to be
I'm what 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 does what I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and is the yolk
And I just a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night's a fight my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just to everything
I just want to everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna the mill a and
If we had a double 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 bust open
My heart's made of parts of all that's me
And that's why the devil can't get me
Every single night's alright
single night's a fight
And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just to feel everything
I to feel everything
I want to feel everything
I just want to everything
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