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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
What you wear is all matters
another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna the crown
falling down, down, down
hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection 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 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"
another stage
Pageant the pain away
time I'm gonna take the crown
falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a of a nation
hurts, hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
We the light on whatever's worst
You're fix something
But you can't fix you can't see
It's the needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or that can take the 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 soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
Then you break when the fake leaves you in the dark
You shattered mirrors
And the of a beautiful past
Pretty (Pretty hurts, hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty (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 needs a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection stares 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
What you wear is all matters
another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna the crown
falling down, down, down
hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection 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 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"
another stage
Pageant the pain away
time I'm gonna take the crown
falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a of a nation
hurts, hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
We the light on whatever's worst
You're fix something
But you can't fix you can't see
It's the needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or that can take the 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 soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
Then you break when the fake leaves you in the dark
You shattered mirrors
And the of a beautiful past
Pretty (Pretty hurts, hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty (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 needs a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection stares 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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