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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 is all that matters
Just stage
Pageant the pain away
This I'm gonna take the crown
Without 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 shine the on whatever's worst
You're 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
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
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
hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty (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 soul that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can take the pain away
The pain's inside, and you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that needs surgery
It's my 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 shards of a beautiful past
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, hurts)
We the light on whatever's worst (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 soul needs a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
away the masquerade
The 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 hair, fix your teeth
What you is all that matters
Just stage
Pageant the pain away
This I'm gonna take the crown
Without 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 shine the on whatever's worst
You're 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
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
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
hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty (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 soul that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can take the pain away
The pain's inside, and you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that needs surgery
It's my 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 shards of a beautiful past
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, hurts)
We the light on whatever's worst (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 soul needs a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
away the masquerade
The has been shed
Are you happy yourself?
Are you with yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
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