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This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When visions and sick awaiting at night
I guess 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
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
were saying amen
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 deberías mirarme 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 could us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you our is not strong
game is over
This is over
Never had to you
But wounds inflicted
them soon
But recollections 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 going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
and growing in the blast
The throne with 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 space could bring us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you believe our love strong
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
game is over
I guess 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
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
were saying amen
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 deberías mirarme 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 could us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you our is not strong
game is over
This is over
Never had to you
But wounds inflicted
them soon
But recollections 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 going and now is growing
And you rolling and throttling, falling like roses
and growing in the blast
The throne with 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 space could bring us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you believe our love strong
If only could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
game is over
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