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COLD PLAY -VIVA LA VIDA
I to the world
Seas would rise when I the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
an honest word
And that was I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
windows and the sound of drums
couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a on a lonely string
Oh who ever to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
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 won't my name
an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are 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 Saint Peter won't call my name
an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
I to the world
Seas would rise when I the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
an honest word
And that was I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
windows and the sound of drums
couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a on a lonely string
Oh who ever to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
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 won't my name
an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are 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 Saint Peter won't call my name
an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
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