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This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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and sick precisions awaiting at night
I you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, me, right
caught the fire, call me a liar
On funeral part about desire
sighing, sighing, all the end
Going 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 que te enamoras)
(No así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If only bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds 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, like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our goes strong
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
game is over
I you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, me, right
caught the fire, call me a liar
On funeral part about desire
sighing, sighing, all the end
Going 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 que te enamoras)
(No así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If only bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds 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, like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our goes strong
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
game is over
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