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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 you'll be soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just with the fire, me a liar
On this part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They amen
and swinging automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all as an attic
He knew you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you that our love is not strong
game is over
This game is over
Never 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 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, roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
I you'll be soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just with the fire, me a liar
On this part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They amen
and swinging automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all as an attic
He knew you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you that our love is not strong
game is over
This game is over
Never 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 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, roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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