Every morning I wake up
With a new identity
With some new memories
Of my former life

All the thoughts I ever had
All the memories I can recite
Are just an illusion
Implanted in my brain

And even the city changes
With new buildings and new roads
But I really cannot tell
If it's just an illusion

Implanted illusions is all-
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that I can remember
Stolen thoughts of a time
When I met you last November
Now, there's just confusion-
at this place without a sun
I try so hard to escape
There's no place to which [bad word] 

And suddenly, it hits me
That there was no sun for years
The illusions fade away
Making room for reality