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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 guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, me a liar
On this funeral part desire
sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They saying amen
and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
is over
had to doubt you
But these inflicted
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 till 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 debería aparecer ahora)
(No así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we be more than lovers...
If you believe that our is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, me a liar
On this funeral part desire
sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They saying amen
and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
is over
had to doubt you
But these inflicted
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 till 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 debería aparecer ahora)
(No así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we be more than lovers...
If you believe that our is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This is over
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