Throwing Shade

Throwing Shade, the cut and snide, you took me in from the outside

You own my words, you own my clothes, still in school

Throwing Shade, you put me down, you lift me up from the ground

You break my stride, you own the sky, so I look down.

I look so ugly, in the bright, bright light of time,

So why'd you pick me, Oh no, I don't look good

The year was new, you took my chair, could not see the firework flare

It's your house, you won the view, so my eyes close.

I look so ugly, in the bright, bright light of time,

So why'd, tell me why'd you pick me, Oh no, I don't look good.

I look so ugly, in the bright, bright light of time,

So why'd, tell me why'd you pick me, Oh no, I don't look good.