Benzene, benzene That is love, It's in the air And when you inhale it You feel addictive And you're suffocating in it Benzene, benzene That is love, It's in the air And when you inhale it You feel addictive And you're suffocating in it
Come on, put up the fights You're suffering Your imagination's like your ending with bliss But the scent of love in the air made you "I'm done with this" That's love, that's love, that's love, that's love, that's love... Come on, suit up your anger You're suffering You're slowly...