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