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Viva La Vida (Cover) Medium
de Taylor Swift
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I to rule the world
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I to own
I used to roll the dice
the fear in my enemy’s eyes
as the crowd sing
Now the old king is dead
Long the king
One I held the keys
Next the closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon 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 reason I can’t explain
Once you go was never
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
It was a and wild wind
down the to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn’t believe I’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my on a silver plate
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 and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But was I the world
For some reason I can’t explain
I Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I to own
I used to roll the dice
the fear in my enemy’s eyes
as the crowd sing
Now the old king is dead
Long the king
One I held the keys
Next the closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon 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 reason I can’t explain
Once you go was never
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
It was a and wild wind
down the to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn’t believe I’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my on a silver plate
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 and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But was I the world
For some reason I can’t 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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