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This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When visions and precisions awaiting at night
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be 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 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 showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be than lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you that our love is not strong
is over
(Ohhh)
This is over
This game is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be 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 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 showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be than lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you that our love is not strong
is over
(Ohhh)
This is over
This game is over
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