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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 confessing soon
That you're evading me right
me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
for the dim martyrs
were saying amen
Spraying and 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 mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A creo que no debo)
(Y a sueño con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If could bring us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This 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 till the goading
Get and now is growing
And you and throttling, roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The with to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No así)
(No tentar a la suerte)
(A veces 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 our love goes strong
If only could go slower
If space us closer
If we could be than just lovers...
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
game is over
This game 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, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
for the dim martyrs
were saying amen
Spraying and 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 mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A creo que no debo)
(Y a sueño con tenerte)
If only time go slower
If could bring us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This 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 till the goading
Get and now is growing
And you and throttling, roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The with to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No así)
(No tentar a la suerte)
(A veces 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 our love goes strong
If only could go slower
If space us closer
If we could be than just lovers...
If you believe our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
game is over
This game is over
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