The Accidental Rapper - Jenny (feat. Niamh Kennedy) Lyrics

Jenny don't you cry
Jenny don't you cry
Jenny don't you cry
Jenny don't you cry cry cry cry
Jenny's getting judged on her appearance and size
Believes her value is derived from the approval of guys
She's not got legs for days
Been convinced she's overweight
Or wasn't blessed with the best looking calves or thighs
So many events in her past declined
Didn't feel like she looked good enough at the time
Her lack of confidence keeps her pacified
But she's got so much more to offer than a passive smile
Feels like she's invisible half the time
The other half she fears the comments of a passerby
Feeling jealous of her friends a fact she'd hide
Cries herself to sleep some nights asking why
Seeing ads on Instagram designed to mastermind
Insecurity with models who look half her size
Self-loathing takes a hold it's a fast decline
But she never lets it show if you ask she's fine
Internalise the lies and try to fit into a size they've sold you
Try to find the light inside while you idolize the lies they told you
But Jenny don't you cry
Jenny don't you cry
Jenny don't you cry cry cry cry cry
Jenny curses her genetics for the shape of her thighs
Attaches real self-worth to her number of likes
Think some elixir will fix her but what she doesn't realize
She's perfect as she is she's been misled by the lies
As a billion dollar industry desperately tries
To undermine her self-esteem convince her to buy
Telling girls that they're not beautiful the way that they are
But not to worry cause they'll sell it to you straight from a jar
See there's always some new formula you haven't got
So f*ck it - pretty might be skin-deep but beauty is not
Beauty is what you radiate from deep inside
It's a mixture of your interests your passion and pride
How you treat those around you your general vibes
The way you think about the world your sense of wrong and of right
The effort you invest how you spend your time
It's who you are not some f*cking tub of cream you apply
Internalize the lies and try to fit into a size they've sold you
Try to find the light inside while you idolize the lies they told you
But Jenny don't you cry
Jenny don't you cry
Jenny don't you cry cry cry cry cry
Deep down all she wants is for someone to love her
But it feels like we're all just judging books by the cover
She wants to fit into her jeans and fit in with her friends
She starts skipping on her meals as a means to that end
More targeted marketing only adds to the issue
Even see a rise in young men with eating conditions
Perfection's unattainable don't give it a thought
Beauty cannot be commodified packaged or bought
Number of likes number of views number of pounds on a scale
Number of inches in a waistline or steps in a day
Number of calories consumed or calories burned
The only number that they care about is revenue earned
In a cold calculated list of corporate concerns
F*ck mental health what's the rate of return?
So is that ad on your feed just portraying a product
Or is Jenny's mental health being pressured for profit?