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This Game Is Over 
Medium
by Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When visions and precisions awaiting at night
I guess you'll be confessing soon
you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
caught with the fire, call me a liar
On funeral part desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were 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 así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A 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 that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to you
But these were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our showing
In the heat of the moment
So till the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, roses
and in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If could go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love strong
If only time could go slower
If could bring us closer
If we could be just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This is over
This game is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
caught with the fire, call me a liar
On funeral part desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were 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 así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A 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 that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to you
But these were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our showing
In the heat of the moment
So till the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, roses
and in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If could go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love strong
If only time could go slower
If could bring us closer
If we could be just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This is over
This game is over
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