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This Game Is Over 
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de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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visions and sick awaiting at night
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
with the fire, call me a liar
On funeral about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They 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 ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be just lovers
If you that our love is not strong
This 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 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 of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne dishonor to close up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you believe our love strong
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be than just lovers...
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
game is over
This game is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
with the fire, call me a liar
On funeral about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They 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 ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be just lovers
If you that our love is not strong
This 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 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 of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne dishonor to close up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you believe our love strong
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be than just lovers...
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
game is over
This game is over
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