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Viva La Vida (Cover) 
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de Taylor Swift
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I to rule the world
would rise when I the word
Now in the I alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy’s eyes
as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
Long live the king
One minute I held the keys
Next the were closed on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon of salt
Pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
you go there was never
an word
But that was I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wind
down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound 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 hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman 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 Saint Peter won’t my name
an word
But that was when I ruled the world
For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
would rise when I the word
Now in the I alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy’s eyes
as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
Long live the king
One minute I held the keys
Next the were closed on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon of salt
Pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
you go there was never
an word
But that was I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wind
down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound 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 hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman 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 Saint Peter won’t my name
an word
But that was when I ruled the world
For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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