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COLD PLAY -VIVA LA VIDA
I used to rule the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I used to own
I to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon 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 was never
an honest word
And was I the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
couldn't what I'd become
wait
For my on a silver plate
a puppet on a string
Oh who would ever want 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 I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't my name
an word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was I ruled the world
I used to rule the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I used to own
I to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon 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 was never
an honest word
And was I the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
couldn't what I'd become
wait
For my on a silver plate
a puppet on a string
Oh who would ever want 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 I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't my name
an word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was I ruled the world
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