Up in Lights

The house is a mess and I'm feeling stressed, yeah
Reaching for reasons just to feel my best, yeah
I'll be alright
I'll be alright
I've been sleeping on couches
And sleeping in cars
Wasting my nights out at too many bars, yeah
And I'll be alright
I'll be alright

Well I pulled it together
And I'll be giving up never, yeah
Scratching at the surface even if it takes forever
And I'll be alright
I'll be alright

So I opened the door yeah when I heard the knock
And now I'm trading rags for riches
Like Buffett's trading stocks, yeah
I'll be alright
I'll be alright

Now I got champagne on an empty flight
I am hall of fame, but at least you tried
And if it's all the same
I'm going home with my last name
Up in, up in, up in bright lights

I'll take you up, up, up into the lights
Where it's shining bright, so bright you feel the opposite of night
Won't go down without a fight like a photo might
Be worth a thousand words, no, I'm not the type
I'm worth much more, that's what all of the fuss for
Like bus doors, I'll let you in, I don't pretend, that's for sure
I am the realest of real, for real
I feel you feel that I'm over the hill, but I'm over you, chill
Don't let my success deliver you stress
The best, yes, leave you impressed, you're seeing finesse
Don't say my effort was made for nothing, I'm saying this
You're playing checkers, but I'm playing chess

Now I got champagne on an empty flight
I am hall of fame, but at least you tried
And if it's all the same
I'm going home with my last name
Up in, up in, up in bright lights



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Kenneth Solovitz, Chris B Harris, Stephanie Ann Trivison, Michael Philip Murray
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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