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Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in head, it doesn't matter
your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna take the crown
down, down, down
hurts
We the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
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
It's the soul that needs a surgery
Blonder hair, 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 the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty (Pretty hurts)
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 that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill can the pain away
The pain's inside, and frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul needs surgery
It's my soul needs surgery
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 (Pretty hurts)
is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (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 (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul that needs a surgery
When you're all by yourself
you're lying in your bed
Reflection stares right into you
Are you happy 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 head, it doesn't matter
your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna take the crown
down, down, down
hurts
We the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
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
It's the soul that needs a surgery
Blonder hair, 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 the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty (Pretty hurts)
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 that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill can the pain away
The pain's inside, and frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul needs surgery
It's my soul needs surgery
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 (Pretty hurts)
is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (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 (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul that needs a surgery
When you're all by yourself
you're lying in your bed
Reflection stares right into you
Are you happy 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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