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