Every Single Night//Fiona Apple

Every single night’s a fight with my brain.
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
Every single fight’s alright with my brain
I just want to feel everything


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