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