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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
you wear is all matters
Just another stage
the pain away
This I'm take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
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 soul that 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 away
This I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
is a disease of a nation
hurts, hurts (Pretty hurts)
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
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 nobody frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul needs surgery
It's my soul needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial 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 of a beautiful past
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We the light on whatever's (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a 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
you're alone all by yourself
When you're lying in bed
stares right into you
Are you with yourself?
away the masquerade
The illusion has shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you 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 matters
Just another stage
the pain away
This I'm take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
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 soul that 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 away
This I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
is a disease of a nation
hurts, hurts (Pretty hurts)
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
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 nobody frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul needs surgery
It's my soul needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial 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 of a beautiful past
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We the light on whatever's (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a 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
you're alone all by yourself
When you're lying in bed
stares right into you
Are you with yourself?
away the masquerade
The illusion has shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you with yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
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