Monday, August 20, 2012

SOME NIGHTS by FUN

SOME NIGHTS by FUN inspires me as a writer. The lead singer has so much emotion in his voice and actions as he sings. He inspires me to create scene as emotionally charged as he sings SOME NIGHTS.



Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck; some nights, I call it a draw


Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle

Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off


But I still wake up, I still see your ghost

Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for

What do I stand for? What do I stand for?

Most nights, I don't know anymore...


This is it, boys, this is war - what are we waiting for?

Why don't we break the rules already?

I was never one to believe the hype - save that for the black and white

I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked, but here they come again to jack my style


That's alright (that's alright).

I found a martyr in my bed tonight.

Stops my bones from wondering just who I, who I, who I

a-a-a-am, oh who am I, m-mm, m-mm.


Well, some nights I wish that this all would end

'Cause I could use some friends for a change

And some nights I'm scared you'll forget me again

Some nights I always win (I always win)


But I still wake up, I still see your ghost


Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for

What do I stand for? What do I stand for?

Most nights, I don't know...


So this is it? I sold my soul for this?

Washed my hands of that for this?

I miss my mom and dad for this?


No. When I see stars, when I see stars, that's all they are

When I hear songs, they sound like a swan, so come on

Oh, come on. Oh, come on.


That is it, guys, that is all - five minutes in and I'm bored again

Ten years of this, I'm not sure if anybody understands

This one is not for the folks back home; I'm sorry to leave, mom, I had to go

Who the fuck wants to die alone all dried up in the desert sun?


My heart is breaking for my sister and the con that she called "love"

But when I look into my nephew's eyes...

Man, you wouldn't believe the most amazing things that can come from...

Some terrible lie


The other night, you wouldn't believe the dream I just had about you and me

I called you up, but we'd both agree

It's for the best you didn't listen

It's for the best we get our distance...



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