Light Tunnels Lyrics - This Unruly Mess I've Made - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

Last night the sky's turned purple and 

Past lives in light tunnels 

Light tunnels 

In the back of a town car, staring at myself in a tux 

Maneuvering through the people out front 

Police barricade, orange cones and we're stuck 

Twenty minutes late and my manager blowing me up 

Security guard in the garage at the entrance 

Rolled down the window and showed him our credentials 

[?] flash the pass and he lets us continue 

Metal detectors, phone booths and reception 

I should be grateful this my nine to five 

I walk into the green room, alright, alright 

I get on Youtube tryna learn how to tie on my tie 

Fuck it, I'll wear the bolo tonight, night, night 

I probably shouldn't have done the drugs I've done 

A couple of days ago, detox son 

I forgot my belt at the hotel 

Fuck, now my team all scrambling to help, this sucks 

I need something to cope, ain't nothing to cope 

I eat a banana and I drink a cup of Throat Coat 

I wish I had the homies with me here but nope 

Most of the artists that I know don't get invited to this show 

Because success to them determines our value 

The make-up, the power, hairspray, perfume, make-up and powder 

The ratings come down to who's popular now in the song in the hour 

Knock at the door, I let them in, hair and make up now, red carpet in ten 

She covers up my freckles, concealer on my chin 

I look orange but she swears it looks natural with my skin 

The show is starting, they take me to my seat 

Walk in the arena building, ego of elites 

Like the whole industry is staring at me 

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A row away from Taylor, two away from Jay and Bey 

Last night the sky's turned purple and 

Past lives in light tunnels 

Light tunnels 

So that's who we are 

Just like the stars 

Shine your light on 

Shine your light on 

Curtain opens up, host walks out 

We stand in unison and applaud real loud 

I watch the other people that have been around for a while 

Just excited I got invited, feeling cool in the crowd 

Thinking such and such is bold, look at such and such's gold 

Damn, such and such in real life, looks really fuckin' old 

Such and such is fine, she's with such and such, oh 

I'm here but I'm barely even watching the show 

Cause tonight we toast to our accomplishments 

Insecurity dressed up as confidence 

I said tonight we toast to our accomplishments 

Insecurity dressed up as confidence 

An award is given out, commercial, re-set the scene 

They keep saying "coming soon is the Biebs" 

Watch celebrities take selfies with celebrities 

It feels so make believe 

They want the gossip, they want the drama 

They want Britney Spears to make out with Madonna 

They want Kanye to rant and to go on longer, cause that equates to more dollars 

They want talking topics, they want trending topics 

They want outfits to be outlandish, they want sideways glances 

Beef and problems, they want nipple slips 

Cause they live for clicks, this is economics 

So we Botox our skin and we smile for the camera 

Might as well get a new nose while we're at it 

This is America and insecurity's our fabric 

And we wear it and we renamed it fashion 

Photos 

I look to my right, there's a cameraman snapping 

Picture after picture after sister after sister 

Of the line of Kardashians, mind so distracted 

Realized there's an ovation and everyone's clapping 

Last night the sky's turned purple and 

Past lives in light tunnels 

Light tunnels 

So that's who we are 

Just like the stars 

Shine your light on 

Shine your light on 

It's just weird when the camera's on you 

Gotta remember to still clap if I lose 

I see myself up on the screen 

Split into five different artists on TV 

And just look normal, don't get turned into a meme 

Relax, breathe 

(And the award goes to: Macklemore and Ryan Lewis) 

Me 

There's a stranger holding my award 

I give her an awkward hug she says "It's yours" 

Think I'm supposed to kiss her on the cheek 

Man, I should have prepared an acceptance speech 

Do I talk first? Is it Ryan? Is it me? 

Fuck it, I'll take the lead, grab the mic, say my piece 

Do I look at camera one? Do I look at camera three? 

I promise, I'm honored, I'd like to thank God, my momma and father 

I'd like to thank Trisha, the mother of my daughter 

I couldn't have done it without you all in my corner 

Especially the fans, been here since the beginning 

Supported the music, allowed us to be independent 

And I know, I shouldn't be long-winded 

Wait, hold up, don't play the music, let me finish 

This feels so narcissistic, dressed as a celebration to conceal it's a business 

Me, me, me, my, my image, my, my songs, my self interest 

One big reality show that is scripted 

And I can keep trying or get off the competition 

I'd rather run out of my fifteen minutes 

Than have life past me by and I forget to live it 

But that doesn't mean retirement 

But I don't like who I am in this environment 

I forgot what this art's for 

I didn't get through Freshman year to drop out as a Sophomore 

Here I am in this arena, yeah, I'm scared 

I got the people's attention, don't wanna lose it here 

Thinking about my career, miserable here 

But wanna make sure I'm invited next year 

To the same damn party, celebrities and isle 

Same blank stares, same fake smiles 

Same big budget production 

I know now who I am when the lights go out and it falls down 

And the curtain closes, nobody notices 

Wanted to throw up the Roc, wanted to be Hova 

Wanted to be Wayne with the accent from the 'Nolia 

Thought I'd feel better when the award show was over 

But I guess I showed up late 

Almost got cut off when they closed the gate 

Just in time, what will I say? 

Time to explain this unruly mess I've made 

But I guess I showed up late 

Almost got cut off when they closed the gate 

Just in time, what will I say? 

Time to explain this unruly mess I've made