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