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This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When and precisions awaiting at night
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught the fire, me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
for the dim martyrs
They 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 deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If only space could us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you our love is not strong
This is over
This game is over
had to doubt you
But these wounds inflicted
Perusing soon
But still restricted
My mind and talks, smoke
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 in the blast
The throne with to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a con tenerte)
If could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers...
If you believe our love is not strong
This 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
Just caught the fire, me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
for the dim martyrs
They 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 deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If only space could us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you our love is not strong
This is over
This game is over
had to doubt you
But these wounds inflicted
Perusing soon
But still restricted
My mind and talks, smoke
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 in the blast
The throne with to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a con tenerte)
If could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers...
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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