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Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in head, it doesn't matter
your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just stage
Pageant the pain away
time I'm the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery
Blonder hair, chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
beach, sugar free
says, "thinner is better"
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the soul a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can take the pain away
The pain's inside, and nobody frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that surgery
It's my needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
Then you break the fake facade leaves you in the dark
You left with shattered mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
Pretty (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, (Pretty hurts)
hurts (Pretty hurts)
We the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul that needs a surgery
you're all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection stares right you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The illusion has shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you happy yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
What's in head, it doesn't matter
your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just stage
Pageant the pain away
time I'm the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery
Blonder hair, chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
beach, sugar free
says, "thinner is better"
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the soul a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can take the pain away
The pain's inside, and nobody frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that surgery
It's my needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
Then you break the fake facade leaves you in the dark
You left with shattered mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
Pretty (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, (Pretty hurts)
hurts (Pretty hurts)
We the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul that needs a surgery
you're all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection stares right you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The illusion has shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you happy yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
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