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