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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
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No hacer que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe that our is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to you
But these wounds inflicted
Perusing them soon
But 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 heat of the moment
So potent the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, like roses
and growing in the blast
The with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we be lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No hacer que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe that our is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to you
But these wounds inflicted
Perusing them soon
But 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 heat of the moment
So potent the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, like roses
and growing in the blast
The with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we be lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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