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Viva La Vida (Cover) 
Medium
by Taylor Swift
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I used to rule the world
Seas rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I alone
the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
the in my eyes
as the would sing
Now the old is dead
Long live the king
One I held the keys
Next the doors were closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon of salt
of sand
I hear bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For reason I can’t explain
Once you go there was never
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered 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 wanna be king?
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
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 some I explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an word
But that was I ruled the world
Seas rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I alone
the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
the in my eyes
as the would sing
Now the old is dead
Long live the king
One I held the keys
Next the doors were closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon of salt
of sand
I hear bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For reason I can’t explain
Once you go there was never
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered 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 wanna be king?
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
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 some I explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an word
But that was I ruled the world
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