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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, me, right
Just caught the fire, me a liar
On funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were 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 ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no en mi persona)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If space bring us closer
If we could be than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections 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 the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne dishonor to close up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you our love strong
If only go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
you're evading me right
Hating me, right, me, right
Just caught the fire, me a liar
On funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were 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 ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no en mi persona)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If space bring us closer
If we could be than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections 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 the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne dishonor to close up my past
(No aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we could be more lovers
If you our love strong
If only go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This is over
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