This Game Is Over
When visions and sick precisions awaiting at nightI guess you'll be confessing soon that you're evading me righthating me, right, waiting me, rightjust caught with the fire, call me a liaron this funeral part about desire.
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the endgoing for the dim martyrs, they were saying amenspraying and swinging with automatics, got the mics erraticit look so static, it's all dark as an attic,he knew without you.
No deberías aparecer ahora,no deberías mirarme así.No deberías hacer que te enamorasno deberías jugar así.
Tú no deberías estar en mi personaa veces creo que no deboy a veces sueño con tenerte.
If only time could go slower,If only space could bring us closer,If we could be more than just loversIf you believe our love goes strongthis game is overthis game is over.
Never had to doubt you but these wounds were inflictedperusing them soon but recollections still restrictedmy mind talks and talks, smoke, fire and brimstonetelling me we had our fun but it's over in dim tones.
And all our sins showing in the heat of the momentso potent till the goading get going and now it's growingand you rolling and throttling, falling like roses,swollen and growing in the blastthe throne with dishonor to close up my past.
No deberías aparecer ahora,no deberías mirarme así.No deberías tentar a la suertea veces creo que no deboy a veces sueño con tenerte.
If only time could go slower,If only space could bring us closer,If we could be more than just loversIf you believe our love goes strong.
If only time could go slower,if only space could bring us closer,if we could be more than just loversif you believe our love goes strongthis game is over,this game is over.