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