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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 awaiting at night
I guess you'll be confessing soon
you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
for the dim martyrs
They were amen
Spraying and automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He you
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If only space could us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
game is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get 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 ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
game is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
for the dim martyrs
They were amen
Spraying and automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He you
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If only space could us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
game is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get 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 ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
game is over
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