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Maintaining the status quo? No way!
I’ve shed my past and arrived at brand new days.
Brighter than the moon, dazzling neon lights.
Will I change if I fall in love?
My sighs used to fall to the ground.
Even when I try bold things, something still feels off.
I feel unfulfilled—what color suits me best?
I want to find it, my own color.
Wishes rest on my lips, shimmering every time I smile!
Hey, I just want to be cuter!
Pure yet anxious feelings are playing hide and seek.
Tulip flowers bloomed side by side, swaying gently.
Cute! My heart races, my soul trembles—pu lu lu!
I want to say it, I want to tell you right now!
But my megaphone-sized feelings suddenly lock my lips—no, no, no.
My dream is still kilometers away.
But the farther it is, the more obsessed I become.
I get it without being told—probably.
But expecting too much is dangerous.
Talkative queen—my, my lips.
My true feelings are a secret—my, my lips.
Lips bloom in red, white, and yellow—
Tulip, tulip, carnation,
Tulip, tulip, balsam,
Tulip, tulip, hibiscus,
Tulip, tulip, osmanthus.
A flowerbed in full bloom—
What if I just skip past it?
Lost in a labyrinth station.
Let’s nurture with kindness and many tears.
Someday, I too will bloom into a beautiful flower.
If “no, no” is just another way of saying “yes,”
Then we’re all in love—how amazing!
Cute! My heart races, my soul trembles—pu lu lu!
If I start saying everything I want to, it’ll never end.
So I leave it to my rouge instead.
Sharp and sassy—my, my lips.
Surprisingly girly—my, my lips.
Lips bloom in red, white, and yellow—
Youthful tulips!
