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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 percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every night's a light with my brain
What do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
she think of me?
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 what I am, 'cause I does I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust 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 with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a 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 what I does
And maybe I'd relax, let my breast just bust open
My heart's made of parts of all that's around me
And that's why the just can't get around me
night's alright
Every night's a fight
And every fight's my brain
I want to feel everything
I want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
Of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain
These ideas of percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's when the pain comes in
a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can't fit the feelings in, no
Every night's a light with my brain
What do I say to her?
Why do I say it to her?
she think of me?
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 what I am, 'cause I does I does
Then brother, get back
'Cause my breast's gonna bust 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 with my brain
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
I just to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a 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 what I does
And maybe I'd relax, let my breast just bust open
My heart's made of parts of all that's around me
And that's why the just can't get around me
night's alright
Every night's a fight
And every fight's my brain
I want to feel everything
I want to everything
I just want to feel everything
I just want to feel everything
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