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This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When visions and sick precisions at night
I you'll be confessing soon
you're me right
me, right, me, right
caught with the fire, me a liar
On this part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
and with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If space bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This is over
Never had to doubt you
But these were inflicted
Perusing soon
But recollections still restricted
My talks and talks, smoke
Some fire 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 the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you believe our goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
is over
This game is over
I you'll be confessing soon
you're me right
me, right, me, right
caught with the fire, me a liar
On this part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
and with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If space bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This is over
Never had to doubt you
But these were inflicted
Perusing soon
But recollections still restricted
My talks and talks, smoke
Some fire 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 the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you believe our goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
is over
This game is over
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