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This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When and 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 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 amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He without you
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías así)
(Tú no estar en mi persona)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My talks and talks, smoke
fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you and throttling, falling roses
and growing in the blast
The with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you that 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 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 amen
Spraying and swinging with automatics
Got the erratic
It look so static, it's all dark as an attic
He without you
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías así)
(Tú no estar en mi persona)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If only could bring us closer
If we could be than lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections still restricted
My talks and talks, smoke
fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our sins showing
In the of the moment
So potent till the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you and throttling, falling roses
and growing in the blast
The with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías a la suerte)
(A creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This game is over
This game is over
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