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Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush hair, fix your teeth
you is all that matters
Just stage
Pageant the pain away
time I'm gonna take the crown
Without down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts
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 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 pain away
This 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
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty (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 that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or that can the pain 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 denial can take you so far
Then you break when the facade leaves you in the dark
You left with mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
hurts (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We the light on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty 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 (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul that a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself
you're lying in your bed
Reflection right you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away 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
you is all that matters
Just stage
Pageant the pain away
time I'm gonna take the crown
Without down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts
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 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 pain away
This 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
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty (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 that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or that can the pain 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 denial can take you so far
Then you break when the facade leaves you in the dark
You left with mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
hurts (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We the light on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty 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 (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul that a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself
you're lying in your bed
Reflection right you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The illusion has been shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you happy yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
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