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Viva La Vida (Cover) 
Medium
by Taylor Swift
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I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I the word
Now in the I sleep alone
the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd sing
Now the old is dead
the king
One minute I held the keys
the doors were closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
pillars of salt
Pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry 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 word
But that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
down the doors to let me in
windows and the sound of drums
People believe what I’d become
wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
(Oh) who would be king?
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword 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 honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
For I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter call my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
Seas would rise when I the word
Now in the I sleep alone
the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd sing
Now the old is dead
the king
One minute I held the keys
the doors were closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
pillars of salt
Pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry 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 word
But that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
down the doors to let me in
windows and the sound of drums
People believe what I’d become
wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
(Oh) who would be king?
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword 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 honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
For I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter call my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
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