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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 soon
That you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral about desire
sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew without you
(No aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no estar en mi persona)
(A que no debo)
(Y a sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
had to you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our showing
In the 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 close up my past
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you believe our love strong
If time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
I guess you'll be soon
That you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral about desire
sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew without you
(No aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no estar en mi persona)
(A que no debo)
(Y a sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
had to you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our showing
In the 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 close up my past
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you believe our love strong
If time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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