Sakura Mikaelson

Feita de ausências, insuficiências e cheia de vazios não ocupados. Guarda no peito um coração deveras bagunçado por pessoas com mania de idas e vindas, sem o hábito de permanecer.

Just another stage

Pageant the pain away

This time I'm gonna take the crown

Without falling down, down

Pretty hurts

We shine the light on whatever's worse

Perfection is the disease of a nation

Pretty hurts

We shine the light on whatever's worse

Tryna fix something

But you can't fix what you can't see

It's the soul that needs the 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 time I'm gonna take the crown

Without falling down, down

Pretty hurts

We shine the light on whatever's worse

Perfection is the disease of a nation

Pretty hurts

We shine the light on whatever's worse

Tryna fix something

But you can't fix what you can't see

It's the soul that needs the surgery

Ain't got no doctor or pill that can take the pain away

The pain's inside

And nobody frees you from your body

It's the soul that needs surgery

It's my soul that needs surgery

Plastic smiles and denial

Can only take you so far

And you break

When the paper sign leaves you in the dark

You left a shattered mirror

And the shards of a beautiful girl

Pretty hurts

We shine the light on whatever's worse

Perfection is the disease of a nation

Pretty hurts

We shine the light on whatever's worse

Tryna fix something

But you can't fix what you can't see

It's the soul that needs the surgery

When you'r alone all by yourself

And you're lying in your bed

Reflection stares right into you

Are you happy with yourself?

It's just a way to masquerade

The illusion has been shed

Are you happy with yourself?

Are you happy with yourself?

Yes

Eu queria pode sair desse abismo que eu mesmo me coloquei, me reinventar

ter mais confiança em mim mesma.