Dirty Magazines Songtext
von Dylan Joel

Woo, ayy
Yeah, uh, ayy
Yeah, uh

Old dirty magazines under my bed
Really something you don′t need, carefully tread
Secrets I can't let you see, for better though
Wonder what you think of me, it′s hard to know

Ooh, I'm tryna hide it
Ooh-ooh, not compromising
Ooh, you're not invited
So you won′t see

Oh no, you won′t see my dirty magazines (Nuh-uh)
My magazines (Nuh-uh)
Oh no, you won't see my dirty magazines (Nuh-uh)
My magazines (Nuh-uh)


Ooh-ooh, if I told you, what would it achieve? (Yeah)
What would it achieve if I told you so?
Ooh-ooh, if I told you, what would you receive? (Yeah)
What would you receive if you had to know?
This be the truth: On Sundays I still break my bread
And listen to, ayy, everything the pastor says, yeah
But for you, some things are better left unsaid
So, uh, now you won′t see

Oh no, you won't see my dirty magazines (Nuh-uh)
My magazines (Nuh-uh)
Oh no, you won′t see my dirty magazines (Nuh-uh)
My magazines (Nuh-uh, woo)
Oh no, you won't see my dirty magazines (Nuh-uh)
My magazines (Nuh-uh)
Oh no, you won′t see my dirty magazines (Nuh-uh)
My magazines (Nuh-uh)

Full magazines of secrets under our bed
Bogus to our closest friends in hope that they won't care
Or someday they'll forget
And if someday never comes around
Then we′ll pretend, we′ll try pretend
Dust builds, covers fade, but pages still remain
Sweep them under the rug and watch the ink begin to stain
Blinker hope for change, but change will never come
Lest we share our magazines for vulnerability is love


Oh no, you won't see my dirty magazines (Nuh-uh)
My magazines (Nuh-uh)
Oh no, you won′t see my dirty magazines (Nuh-uh)
My magazines (Nuh-uh, woo)
Oh no, you won't see my dirty magazines (Nuh-uh)
My magazines (Nuh-uh)
Oh no, you won′t see my dirty magazines (Nuh-uh)
My magazines (Nuh-uh)

Oh no, but if you show me your magazines, your magazines
Then oh no, I guess that you can see my magazines
I guess that you can see my magazines