Loïc Nottet – Selfocracy tekst i tłumaczenie (po kliknięciu) piosenki

Selfocracy - Loïc Nottet

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My mother told me not to go near mirrors

For it seems that one day,

A young boy died through looking at himself for too long

People say that they are ravenous

That they hunger for perfect reflections

That their insatiable appetites can even kill

Many are those among us who lose themselves in mirrors

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