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Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
hair, fix your teeth
you wear is all that matters
Just stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna 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
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"
beach, sugar free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
time I'm gonna take the crown
falling down, down, down
hurts
We the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
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 needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can take the away
The pain's inside, and frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that needs surgery
It's my soul that surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
Then you break when the fake facade you in the dark
You left mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
We shine the on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul needs a surgery
When you're all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection stares right you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The 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
you wear is all that matters
Just stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna 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
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"
beach, sugar free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
time I'm gonna take the crown
falling down, down, down
hurts
We the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
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 needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can take the away
The pain's inside, and frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that needs surgery
It's my soul that surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
Then you break when the fake facade you in the dark
You left mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
We shine the on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul needs a surgery
When you're all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection stares right you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The has been shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you happy with yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
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