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This Game Is Over 
Medium
by Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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visions and sick precisions at night
I guess you'll be soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
for the dim martyrs
They saying amen
Spraying and swinging automatics
Got the mics erratic
It so static, it's all dark 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 veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the heat of the moment
So the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we be more than lovers
If you believe our goes strong
If only time could go slower
If bring us closer
If we could be more 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 soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
for the dim martyrs
They saying amen
Spraying and swinging automatics
Got the mics erratic
It so static, it's all dark 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 veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My mind and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the heat of the moment
So the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we be more than lovers
If you believe our goes strong
If only time could go slower
If bring us closer
If we could be more 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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