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This Game Is Over 
Medium
by Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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visions and precisions awaiting at night
I guess you'll be confessing 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 desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
were 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 aparecer ahora)
(No así)
(No 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 go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we be more than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
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 showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If space could us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
is over
game is over
I guess you'll be confessing 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 desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
were 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 aparecer ahora)
(No así)
(No 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 go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we be more than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
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 showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If space could us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
is over
game is over
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