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Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time 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
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
Blonder hair, chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, sugar free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
stage
the pain away
This I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
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 tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the needs 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 soul needs surgery
It's my soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and can only take you so far
you when the fake facade leaves you in the dark
You with mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We the light on whatever's (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a of a nation
hurts, pretty (Pretty hurts)
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 lying in your bed
Reflection stares right into you
Are you yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The illusion has shed
Are you with yourself?
Are you happy 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
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time 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
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
Blonder hair, chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, sugar free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
stage
the pain away
This I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
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 tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the needs 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 soul needs surgery
It's my soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and can only take you so far
you when the fake facade leaves you in the dark
You with mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We the light on whatever's (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a of a nation
hurts, pretty (Pretty hurts)
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 lying in your bed
Reflection stares right into you
Are you yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The illusion has shed
Are you with yourself?
Are you happy with yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
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