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