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This Game Is Over 
Medium
by Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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visions and sick precisions awaiting at night
I you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
Spraying and swinging automatics
Got the erratic
It look so static, it's all as an attic
He without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing soon
But still 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 sins showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers
If you believe our goes strong
If only could go slower
If only could us closer
If we be more just lovers...
If you that our love is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
I you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
sighing, sighing, all the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
Spraying and swinging automatics
Got the erratic
It look so static, it's all as an attic
He without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If time could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing soon
But still 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 sins showing
In the heat of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers
If you believe our goes strong
If only could go slower
If only could us closer
If we be more just lovers...
If you that our love is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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