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