A Face In The Mirror

He's been staring in the mirror all this time
Scrutinizing a stupid face he can't recognize, somehow
Every inch of it looks quite familiar
Every word comes with a question mark at the end

Trapped in a perpetual loop he finds
Revelations he can't quite grasp

On the outside a stranger, on the inside
A flood of words without rhyme or reason chants

Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?

Every morning pours a cup of coffee
Welcomes people in his shop
"Are these the size you're looking for?
I've got some more"

Every night a book on his bed stand
Filled with tales of pirates and exotic lands
"I must have read this one before
Can't tell, maybe, who knows"



Credits
Writer(s): Simone Piccinelli, Gabriele Di Grado
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