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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 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 funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew without you
(No aparecer ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías 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 space could bring us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you believe that our is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
them soon
But restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
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 till the goading
Get going 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 veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you believe our strong
If time could go slower
If only space could us closer
If we be 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 soon
That you're evading me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were saying amen
and swinging with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew without you
(No aparecer ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías 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 space could bring us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you believe that our is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
them soon
But restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
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 till the goading
Get going 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 veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than lovers
If you believe our strong
If time could go slower
If only space could us closer
If we be 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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