Etiquetas:
Otros Ejercicios
Completa los huecos, después pulsa el botón Score para chequear tus respuestas
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 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 of a nation
hurts, hurts
Pretty hurts
We 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 a surgery
Blonder hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, sugar free
says, "thinner is better"
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, (Pretty hurts)
Pretty (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 pain away
The pain's inside, and nobody frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that needs surgery
It's my that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and 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, 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 (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 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 the masquerade
The illusion has been shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you happy 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 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 of a nation
hurts, hurts
Pretty hurts
We 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 a surgery
Blonder hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, sugar free
says, "thinner is better"
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, (Pretty hurts)
Pretty (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 pain away
The pain's inside, and nobody frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that needs surgery
It's my that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and 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, 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 (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 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 the masquerade
The illusion has been shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you happy yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
Click en la palabra para obtener su definición.
( Traducción Automática )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator
