Lyric

This isn’t a joke

A singer-songwriter

Known in these streets

The timeline boiled up

With that song

On the back, ghost and writer

They murmured I’m not real

Pride You threw away

While they didn’t know you

Communicate songs filled

With lies

That song of yours too

Virtual reality

A made up poem

This isn’t a joke

Don’t write from the beginning

If the words erase

This isn’t a joke

Was it fun requesting

An absolute number?

There’s no problem there

I can’t reach out

With my true feelings

This isn’t a joke

Haven’t you all become

The real thing too much?

When were you a fake?

Or do you have a ghost writer?

After all you want to

Have the real thing right?

Aren’t you standing above

Everyone too much?

That thought is no different

From a ruler

Or are you also on that side?

Wanting to be free

Without controlling

Giving dreams is entertainment

Send fake ones for it

If that’s true

Then I give real ones

However strict a sight it is

A world that seems to change

But doesn’t

Even if it changes

I don’t want to be twisted

You who is sick of hearing lies

I want to give to you

Sing a song “no problem”

This isn’t a joke

I don’t need major power

From the start

This isn’t a joke

You can’t be a rain man even

In the sun

There’s no problem there

A sad reality is warm

This isn’t a joke

This isn’t a joke