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This Game Is Over 
Medium
by Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When and sick precisions awaiting at night
I guess you'll be confessing soon
you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It so static, it's all as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If space bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But still restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
Some and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling roses
Swollen and in the blast
The throne with dishonor to up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No así)
(No tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be than just lovers
If you our love strong
If only could go slower
If could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This 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
caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It so static, it's all as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If space bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But still restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
Some and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling roses
Swollen and in the blast
The throne with dishonor to up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No así)
(No tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be than just lovers
If you our love strong
If only could go slower
If could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This is over
(Ohhh)
game is over
This game is over
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