A feeling of dread fills me, making me dry
Let me hear your voice; am I breaking down, turning into a monster?
Will I scatter? Erase me? I’m a body marrying true form
Will I scatter? Erase me? I’m turning into a monster
Severed, severed, severed, severed, severed, severed touch of the spirits
You stripped me away, didn’t you?
Love is a convenient name to touch
My heart was filled, yes, only by you
Love Sick Love Sick Love Sick, hey, chase after me
Love Sick Love Sick Love Sick, hey
Weigh what you abandoned in search of the light
Did you change? Are you dried up?
Lamenting in this dreary world, it’s an obvious sickness
No no no, a g h o s t, it’s a sweet sickness
No no no, a g h o s t, an obvious sickness
No no no, a g h o s t, it’s a sweet sickness
No no no, let it reach you
I feel like I can’t be myself
Seeing myself left behind, I felt a craving for love
In a murky-colored well with a gaping hole
I discard the illness that torments me
Let me embrace a new, new, new color
Love Sick Love Sick Love Sick World
Only the things abandoned in search of light gasp for eternity
Did I change? Am I broken?
Leave me alone, the end of the end
Tears of my heart begin to dance, suffering gets wet, flowers bloom in sorrow
But will I suffer until I die? Will I be able to laugh someday? Will I be able to love?
No no no, a g h o s t, am I sick?
No no no, let it reach you
Embracing the things that can’t be peeled away even if stripped off
I feel like I might break, but will I meet you? It’s an awfully sweet illness