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This Game Is Over 
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de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When visions and sick precisions awaiting at night
I guess you'll be confessing soon
you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
were saying amen
Spraying and swinging automatics
Got the mics erratic
It 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 deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you that our love is not strong
game is over
is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing 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 sins 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
and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If only space 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 our is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
were saying amen
Spraying and swinging automatics
Got the mics erratic
It 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 deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you that our love is not strong
game is over
is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing 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 sins 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
and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If only space 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 our is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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