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Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all matters
another stage
Pageant the away
This time I'm gonna 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
We the light on whatever's worst
You're fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the that needs a surgery
hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, free
says, "thinner is better"
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
time I'm gonna 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)
We the 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
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can the pain 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 that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can take you so far
Then you break when 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 (Pretty hurts)
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 tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the needs a surgery
When you're all by yourself
When you're lying in bed
Reflection stares right into you
Are you happy 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 your head, it doesn't matter
Brush hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all matters
another stage
Pageant the away
This time I'm gonna 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
We the light on whatever's worst
You're fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the that needs a surgery
hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, free
says, "thinner is better"
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
time I'm gonna 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)
We the 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
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can the pain 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 that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can take you so far
Then you break when 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 (Pretty hurts)
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 tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the needs a surgery
When you're all by yourself
When you're lying in bed
Reflection stares right into you
Are you happy 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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