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This Game Is Over 
Medium
by Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When visions and sick precisions awaiting at night
I guess you'll be soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
for the dim martyrs
They saying 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 ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías 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 space could us closer
If we be than just lovers
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
This is over
Never had to doubt you
But these were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
me we had our fun
But it's over 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 rolling and throttling, falling roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If space 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 could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you our love 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, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
for the dim martyrs
They saying 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 ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías 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 space could us closer
If we be than just lovers
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
This is over
Never had to doubt you
But these were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
me we had our fun
But it's over 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 rolling and throttling, falling roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If space 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 could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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