Throwing Shade - The Black Moods

Woke up with my boots still on

Saw the cruel sunshine and that she was gone, It was a long night

It was a long night

Took a sip and I burnt my tongue

Scanned the dial there’s nothing but EDM on the radio

On the radio

With my back to the wall, I feel a smile coming on

Another day that I wish I could just throw away

But I can’t make it stop, so I’m standing in the bleachers throwing shade

Stuck in line and I cannot breathe, I’m 122 they’re on 16, It’s my birthday

How perfect

Call my girl on the telephone, guy picked me up told me where to go,

guess it’s over

And I’m sober

With my back to the wall, I feel a smile coming on

I could bitch, I could whine, but it’s just a waste of time

Another day that I wish I could just throw away

But I can’t make it stop, so I’m standing in the bleachers throwing shade

With my back to the wall

With my back to the wall

With my back to the wall

Another day that I wish I could just throw away

But I can’t make it stop, so I’m standing in the bleachers throwing shade

Another day that I wish I could just throw away

But I can’t make it stop, so I’m standing in the bleachers throwing shade

La, La, La, La, La, La