After all, a delusion is just a poor scenario After all, a delusion is just a 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? The truth in this world? Find the truth in your heart After all, a delusion is just a 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 I will (I find again) take back myself again I will (I ask again) take back myself again I will (“Am I just myself?”) (“I am just myself”) (“Am I just myself?”) (“I am just myself”) take back myself again I will rise and take back myself again I will rise and take back myself again I will rise