rise

After all, a delusion is just a poor scenario After all, a delusion is just a poor scenario poor scenario The story made by someone A fools imagination is, a carbon copy of me I stand in front of the mirror, pretending to be calm Then I pretend to be blind I take a deep breath without a thought I take a deep breath, remind myself I ask again (After all,) What is the truth? (a delusion is just a poor scenario) The truth in this world? Find the truth in your heart After all, a delusion is just a poor scenario poor scenario If I close my eyes, I would see it Closing my eyes, I believe so deeply Closing my eyes, memory is formed Is my memory real? Is my memory made by someone else? Am I exploited (by an invisible me) I will rise and take back myself again (I find again) I will rise and take back myself again (I ask again) I will rise (“Am I just myself?”) and take back myself again (“I am just myself”) I will rise (“Am I just myself?”) and take back myself again (“I am just myself”) I will rise and take back myself again I will rise and take back myself again I will rise and take back myself again I will rise