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This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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and precisions at night
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look 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 jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
game is over
This game is over
Never had to you
But wounds were inflicted
soon
But recollections restricted
My and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our 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 close up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A 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 just lovers
If you believe our goes strong
If only could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
is over
This game is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look 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 jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
game is over
This game is over
Never had to you
But wounds were inflicted
soon
But recollections restricted
My and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our 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 close up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A 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 just lovers
If you believe our goes strong
If only could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
is over
This game is over
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