Fiona  Apple -Every  Single  Night

2012-7-112:55
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  where  the  pain  comes  in
Like  a  second  skeleton
Trying  to  fit  beneath  the  skin
I  can't  fit  the  feelins  in
No,every  single  night's  alright  with  my  brain
What'd  I  say  to  her
What'd  I  say  to  her
What  does  she  think  of  me
That  i'm  not  what  I  ought  to  be
That  i'm  what  I  try  not  to  be
It's  got  to  be  somebody  elese'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  the  heart  is  the  yolk  and
I  just  made  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  want  to  feel  everything
So  i'm  gonna  try  to  be  still  now
Gonna  renounce  the  mill  a  little  while  and
If  we  had  a  double-king-sized  bed
We  could  move  in  it  and  i'd  soon  forget
That  what  I  am  is  what  I  am  cause  I  does  what  I  does
And  maybe  i'd  relax,let  my  breast  shot  bust  open
My  heart's  made  of  parts  of  all  that  surround  me
And  that's  why  the  devil  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  just  want  to  feel  everything
I  just  want  to  feel  everything
I  just  want  to  feel  everything
I  just  want  to  feel  everything