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said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix your teeth
you wear is all that matters
Just another stage
the pain away
time I'm the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
is a 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 needs a surgery
Blonder hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, sugar free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
Just stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna take the crown
down, down, down
hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (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
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can take the pain away
The pain's inside, and frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the that needs surgery
It's my needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only you so far
Then you break the fake facade leaves you in the dark
You left shattered mirrors
And the shards 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)
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
When you're lying in your bed
right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away 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 your hair, fix your teeth
you wear is all that matters
Just another stage
the pain away
time I'm the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
is a 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 needs a surgery
Blonder hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, sugar free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
Just stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna take the crown
down, down, down
hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (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
Ain't got no doctor, or pill that can take the pain away
The pain's inside, and frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the that needs surgery
It's my needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only you so far
Then you break the fake facade leaves you in the dark
You left shattered mirrors
And the shards 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)
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
When you're lying in your bed
right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away 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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