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This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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visions and precisions awaiting at night
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
were saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No debería que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If only bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This is over
This is over
Never had to doubt you
But these were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind and talks, smoke
Some and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne dishonor to up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers
If you our love goes strong
If time could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
were saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No debería que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If only bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This is over
This is over
Never had to doubt you
But these were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind and talks, smoke
Some and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne dishonor to up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers
If you our love goes strong
If time could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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