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This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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visions and sick precisions awaiting at night
I guess you'll be soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, me, right
Just caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were amen
Spraying and with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all as an attic
He knew without you
(No 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 time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you that our love is not strong
This 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 over in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent the goading
Get and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No tentar a la suerte)
(A veces 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 love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers...
If you believe our is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
I guess you'll be soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, me, right
Just caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were amen
Spraying and with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all as an attic
He knew without you
(No 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 time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you that our love is not strong
This 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 over in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent the goading
Get and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No tentar a la suerte)
(A veces 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 love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers...
If you believe our is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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