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