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This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When and sick awaiting at night
I 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 about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It so static, it's all dark as an attic
He without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías así)
(Tú no estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If could us closer
If we could be than just lovers
If you our love is not strong
This is over
game is over
Never had to you
But these were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
Telling 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 going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No 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 space could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
I 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 about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It so static, it's all dark as an attic
He without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías así)
(Tú no estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If could us closer
If we could be than just lovers
If you our love is not strong
This is over
game is over
Never had to you
But these were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
Telling 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 going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No 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 space could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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