Zinadelphia - The Magazine (Stripped)

"The Magazine" by Zinadelphia Out Now Listen: https://awal.uk/themagazine Follow Zinadelphia: Facebook: https://bit.ly/3Wf6lLQ Instagram: https://bit.ly/ZinaIG Tik Tok: https://bit.ly/49Tw0gc Stay In Touch: https://laylo.com/zinadelphia Lyrics: Rumor has it there’s a new edition, all the fantasy that’s fit to print I never saw myself within their vision, maybe that’s the catalyst I’ve been having trouble talking ‘bout it I keep going out to check the mail Wanna cancel my subscription, but I know I never will No mother could bear to hear you insult The Creator A body crafted for years and years, and you say that you hate it She doesn’t look like me and I wanna fix it It’s inspiration, but I know I’ll let it kill me All hail the magazine, it’s not an addiction It’s motivation, but I know I’ll let it kill me I wish I could pick up a phone and call her and say ‘God are you there?’ Thinking maybe I would come out smaller if I said a little prayer But the pages show no mercy, you bear the fruit so you pay the cost of kneeling in the bathroom stall until you see the beauty in the body you lost (you lost) No mother could bear to hear you insult The Creator She made you in her image, now the reason you love her is the reason you hate her She doesn’t look like me and I wanna fix it It’s inspiration, but I know I’ll let it kill me All hail the magazine, it’s not an addiction It’s motivation, but I know I’ll let it kill me I’ll let it kill me I’ll let it kill me