No no, no more thoughts story
It's too dirty, it's too bad, no too bad yeah

Mom, I'm hurting
You should see
The spirit of evil
With the world
And when Narcissus talks to his phone
Mirror, mirror, my beautiful mirror

Mom, I'm hurting
Only appearance and image matter
I see them all going crazy
The fruit of evil
Mom, I'm hurting

Incandescent
Indecent generation
Only thinks about Mr. Money
Little by little moves away from ease

A war of religions
But the same convictions
We lose reason
Fear at home
Mrs. Television
Makes us lose reason
And seeks division
Brings us confusion

They sold their soul to the devil
Forgot all their fellow men
Self-centered on their image
(It's too bad, no too bad yeah)

Mom, I'm hurting
Adam can't find
True love
Because in one click, he finds someone more likable
The spirit of evil
Mom, I'm hurting

Mom, I'm hurting
She feels bad
Doesn't accept herself anymore
Doesn't love her body according to Insta'
Alone facing the monster
Who kills the world

A strange insolent generation
No longer has the heart but often bequeaths
Little by little moves away from others

Looking for remedy, healing
Under all conditions
Even if it means losing reason
You're no longer at home
When you're on social networks
Happiness is so strong
The world is not so beautiful
You no longer see its flaws

Mom, I'm hurting
You should see
The spirit of evil
With the world
And when Narcissus talks to his phone
Mirror, mirror, my beautiful mirror

Mom, I'm hurting
Only appearance and image matter
I see them all going crazy
The fruit of evil
Mom, I'm hurting

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