In The Illusion (환상 속의 그대) (Basick & INKII)

Yeah
Is it really you that I've fallen for?
Is the me that wants you the real me?
Even in this moment, holding hands together,
There’s no warmth or comfort in my heart.
The burning heat leaves only smoke behind,
And the smoke helplessly rises, swallowing my heart.
The more tears I shed, the more I get tangled in this trap,
Even if I can’t see the end, my steps lead to you again.

You cover me (you cover me) one more layer,
The more I get to know you, the stronger the storm grows.
Sometimes I’ve shouted out to the world, boasting,
If my goal is you, then it’s no longer just boasting.
But I can’t hold you (can’t hold you),
No matter how much I empty myself, I can’t contain you (can’t contain you).
What I want is just one thing:
That you’re not an illusion.
Or if you are an illusion, then I am too (me too).

You’re like a sweet perfume,
You’ve covered my life completely.
Your scent moves me,
Like I could grab you, but I can’t.
I’ve taken you, the one I love.

Yeah
Now stopping is impossible,
This moment of drifting away from you feels like
Something more cruel than anything I can imagine.
The cup of farewell I’ll have to drink someday,
I can’t lift it yet (can’t lift it yet), I still can’t cry.
There’s nowhere to finish our project,
If only I could become a monster and swallow everything,
Please, if only I could do that.

You I haven’t caught, or maybe I’ve already had you,
I’ve definitely seen you, felt you, touched you.
Because of you that’s seeped into me,
I’m submerged from my toes to my head.
Honestly, it’s hard, I can’t even breathe,
But without you, I can’t even handle that struggle.
Whether this is a dream or reality, I don’t care anymore,
I don’t need anywhere else, just you (just you).

You’re like a sweet perfume,
You’ve covered my life completely.
Your scent moves me,
Like I could grab you, but I can’t.
I’ve taken you, the one I love.

Imagination creates you,
And when I see you, I imagine again.
This endless connection,
We dream the same dream, but why can’t we be together?
When will we be able to be the same?

Like a short wine,
Even as it deepens in red,
In the end, it goes back to the first page.
I drink but don’t get drunk,
I’ve swallowed you, the one I love.