Translation need help

Salam guys I'm trying to translate a song by Kerry James and Zaho that I really like. It needs to be corrected cause I'm not sure the translation is perfect. Here is the song and the translation that I made of it:


#I've grown up, I understood that I've been lied to too many times
The flame that I'm raising can end up in frenzy
Children of Adam and Eve facing the mirror of dreams
Eyes closed looking up we want to live a dream #

Under layers of make-up uneasiness goes into hiding
In the kingdom of clothing and appearences
Hiding out short-lived happiness under foundation
Wraping up stoned hearts around satin
Faces are lying to each others, Bodies are pretending to be what they're not
Worried about what we show, what are we really ?
Perfection of appearences that's what they advocate
We need to hide our imperfections under silicone
They make us believe that life is only the surviving of the bodies
They nurture our desires, we live in the culture of decoration
It's the end of the charming short-commings, the natural beauties
How can we like ourselves while being so superficial ?
They want us to forget that one day we all die
The tatooed youth dream of an old age with soft skin
Virtual reality, Synthetic happiness, Pathetic society, we find lies attractive.

#I've grown up, I understood that I've been lied to too many times
The flame that I'm raising can end up in frenzy
Children of Adam and Eve facing the mirror of dreams
Eyes closed looking up we want to live a dream #

We try to fulfil ourselves, we are told that we need to possess things
They command us to dominate, then how do we help each others ?
We kill our humanity in this selfish society where generosity itself is being handled by tax specialists.
Gucci, Louis Vuitton, our so-called needs are just whims.
We stand up for our existence but do we actually know how to live ?
We suffer so many addictions, are we actually free ?
Comfort, luxury, we've got no time to be happy, we need more.
We like to think that money contribute to happiness.
But what's sad is when we consider it as being valuable.
To be or to have, to exist or to be seen, appearences are generous but the hearts are greedy.
To be or not to be isn't the question anymore; in this world it's more about appearing or disappearing.

#I've grown up, I understood that I've been lied to too many times
The flame that I'm raising can end up in frenzy
Children of Adam and Eve facing the mirror of dreams
Eyes closed looking up we want to live a dream #
 
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