Grandiosity Under the spotlight, I dance with my figure swaying. Every move Has to be exaggerated and fascinating. When the applause rings out, I start to doubt. Is this glory Just an illusion? I'm grandiose Because I'm afraid of silence. Amid the hustle and bustle, I search for myself. I'm grandiose Because I'm afraid of being forgotten. On this stage, I'm eager to find myself. When the applause fades away, The stage becomes empty. I take off my mask To face myself in the mirror. Is that grandiose me Still the real me? After the prosperity has faded, I search for the answer alone. I'm grandiose Because I'm afraid of silence. Amid the hustle and bustle, I search for myself. I'm grandiose Because I'm afraid of being forgotten. On this stage, I'm eager to find myself. I'm grandiose Because I'm afraid of silence. Amid the hustle and bustle, I search for myself. I'm grandiose Because I'm afraid of being forgotten. On this stage, I'm eager to find myself.