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Viva La Vida (Cover) 
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de Taylor Swift
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I used to rule the world
Seas rise I gave the word
Now in the morning I alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
the in my enemy’s eyes
as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
Long the king
One minute I held the keys
the doors were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt
of sand
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I explain
Once you go there was never
an honest word
But was when I the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the to let me in
Shattered windows and the of drums
People believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
(Oh) who would be king?
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
For some reason I explain
I Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Seas rise I gave the word
Now in the morning I alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
the in my enemy’s eyes
as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
Long the king
One minute I held the keys
the doors were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt
of sand
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I explain
Once you go there was never
an honest word
But was when I the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the to let me in
Shattered windows and the of drums
People believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
(Oh) who would be king?
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
For some reason I explain
I Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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