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This Game Is Over 
Medium
by Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
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visions and sick 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 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 so static, it's all dark as an attic
He without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no deberías en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these were inflicted
them soon
But recollections still restricted
My talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's 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
Swollen and growing in the blast
The with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No 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 believe our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
is over
This game 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 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 so static, it's all dark as an attic
He without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No jugar así)
(Tú no deberías en mi persona)
(A veces creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we be more than just lovers
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
This game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these were inflicted
them soon
But recollections still restricted
My talks and talks, smoke
Some fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's 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
Swollen and growing in the blast
The with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No mirarme así)
(No 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 believe our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
is over
This game is over
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