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Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
hair, fix your teeth
What you is all that matters
stage
the pain away
time I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a 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 soul that needs 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 away
This time I'm gonna take the crown
Without down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
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 that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can take the pain away
The pain's inside, and nobody you from body
It's the soul, it's the soul that surgery
It's my soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and 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 hurts (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 (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 that needs a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself
you're in your 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
hair, fix your teeth
What you is all that matters
stage
the pain away
time I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a 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 soul that needs 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 away
This time I'm gonna take the crown
Without down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
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 that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can take the pain away
The pain's inside, and nobody you from body
It's the soul, it's the soul that surgery
It's my soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and 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 hurts (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 (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 that needs a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself
you're in your 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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