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This Game Is Over 
Medium
by Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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When visions and precisions awaiting at night
I guess you'll be confessing soon
That you're me right
Hating me, right, me, right
Just caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They saying amen
Spraying 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 mirarme así)
(No debería que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If space bring us closer
If we be than lovers
If you believe that our is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
them soon
But recollections still restricted
My talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
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 dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If could bring us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space us closer
If we 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 me right
Hating me, right, me, right
Just caught with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part about desire
sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They saying amen
Spraying 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 mirarme así)
(No debería que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no deberías estar en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If space bring us closer
If we be than lovers
If you believe that our is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
had to doubt you
But these wounds were inflicted
them soon
But recollections still restricted
My talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
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 dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No tentar a la suerte)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only could go slower
If could bring us closer
If we could be more just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only time could go slower
If only space us closer
If we 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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