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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
you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just with the fire, call me a liar
On part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no deberías en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only space us closer
If we could be than just lovers
If you that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds inflicted
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 sins showing
In the of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get 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 así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If space could us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If go slower
If only space could us closer
If we could be more than lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
game is over
This game is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just with the fire, call me a liar
On part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no deberías en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only space us closer
If we could be than just lovers
If you that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds inflicted
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 sins showing
In the of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get 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 así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If space could us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If go slower
If only space could us closer
If we could be more than lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
game is over
This game is over
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