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Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just another stage
Pageant the away
time 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
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery
Blonder hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
another stage
the away
time I'm take the crown
Without down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, 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 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 frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that surgery
It's my soul that 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 shards of a past
Pretty (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
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 what you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul needs a surgery
you're alone all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The illusion has been shed
Are you with yourself?
Are you happy with yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just another stage
Pageant the away
time 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
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery
Blonder hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
another stage
the away
time I'm take the crown
Without down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, 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 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 frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that surgery
It's my soul that 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 shards of a past
Pretty (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
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 what you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul needs a surgery
you're alone all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The illusion has been shed
Are you with yourself?
Are you happy with yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
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