A lullaby for my brain

“Every single night’s a fight with my brain”

Every Single Night

Every single night I endure the flight
Of little wings of white flame
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 feelings in

Every single night’s a light
With my brain

What’d I say to her
Why’d I say it 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 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 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 wanna feel everything
I just wanna feel everything
I just wanna 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 size bed
We could move in it and I’d soon forget

That what I am is what I am
Cause does what I does
And maybe I’d relax let my breast just bust open
My heart’s made of parts of all that surrounds around 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 wanna feel everything”

Fiona Apple

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