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                                            Pre! Preparation 
                                             I'm not strong  
                                             But Pre! Pre-parade! 
                                             I'll catch you someday! 
                                            
                                             P-re-prepare, p-re-prepare, p-re-prepare, cracking apart 
                                             P-re-prepare, p-re-prepare, p-re-prepare 
                                            
                                             If you're not paying attention, be prepared for an attack from my fingers 
                                             They are little, but I'll squish you; you're as tiny as a flea to me
                                            
                                             What I want is a plastic heart (plus, plus, but it's a minus) 
                                             But that's boring; when I'd notice it, I'd have won against you
                                            
                                            Love is something that's bittersweet 
                                             Simple and clear yet complex and strange stuff 
                                             I'm only worrying about things that don't matter 
                                             How does it feel? That's how it feels 
                                             You're gentle and sincere yet eccentric 
                                             I pretend to be strong all over and compete against you 
                                             Just by being honest, it's so stimulating and I feel dizzy 
                                             I get hurt, I hurt you, in a preparation of pure feelings 
                                            
                                             In my head, there's always a pre-parade of pure feelings all by myself
                                            
                                            
                                            [Full Version]
                                            
                                            Pre! Preparation 
                                             I'm not strong  
                                             But Pre! Pre-parade! 
                                             I'll catch you someday! 
                                            
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                                             P-re-prepare, p-re-prepare, p-re-prepare, cracking apart 
                                             P-re-prepare, p-re-prepare, p-re-prepare 
                                            
                                             If you're not paying attention, be prepared for an attack from my fingers 
                                             They are little, but I'll squish you; you're as tiny as a flea to me
                                            
                                             What I want is a plastic heart (plus, plus, but it's a minus) 
                                             But that's boring; when I'd notice it, I'd have won against you
                                            
                                             Love is something that's bittersweet 
                                             Simple and clear yet complex and strange stuff 
                                             I'm only worrying about things that don't matter 
                                             How does it feel? That's how it feels 
                                             You're gentle and sincere yet eccentric 
                                             I pretend to be strong all over and compete against you 
                                             Just by being honest, it's so stimulating and I feel dizzy 
                                             I get hurt, I hurt you, in a preparation of pure feelings 
                                            
                                             P-re-prepare, p-re-prepare, p-re-prepare, cracking apart 
                                             P-re-prepare, p-re-prepare, p-re-prepare
                                            
                                             If I polish myself, I'll still shine; limits don't exist 
                                             Even if I'm little, there's something that I can't lose to anyone at
                                            
                                             Endure it until I get closer to you (endure it, endure it, patience is important) 
                                             If you get any closer to me, I'll crack 
                                            
                                             People are kind and stimulating 
                                             Refreshing fellows who suffer hardships 
                                             Even when they want to cry, they grin from ear to ear 
                                             How does it feel? It feels like a loss 
                                             You're brilliant and totally active 
                                             I mount surprise attacks on you with a bold attitude to get my revenge 
                                             Just by going straight ahead, I'm driven by anxiety and I feel nervous 
                                             In my head, there's always a pre-parade of pure feelings all by myself
                                            
                                             Love is something that's bittersweet 
                                             Simple and clear yet complex and strange stuff 
                                             I'm only worrying about things that don't matter 
                                             How does it feel? That's how it feels 
                                             You're gentle and sincere yet eccentric 
                                             I pretend to be strong all over and compete against you 
                                             Just by being honest, it's so stimulating and I feel dizzy 
                                             I get hurt, I hurt you, in a preparation of pure feelings 
                                             In my head, there's always a pre-parade of pure feelings all by myself