Winter Gloves

Winter Gloves - Ending Soon lyrics

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I tiptoe to the room.
It's my addiction to the room.
All the things that I wrote,
all the things that I wrote,
they all waste your time.
They all waste your time.
I skip the greetings on the scene.
The  are never any thrill.
All the things that I wrote, 
all the things that I wrote,
they all waste your time.
They all waste your time.
I tiptoe to the room.
I try to reach you before this cruel act.
But all the things that I wrote, 
all the things that I wrote,
they all waste your time.
They all waste your time.
It's always a bad time.
It's always a bad time.
It's always a bad time.
It's always a bad time.
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