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Viva La Vida (Cover)
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by Taylor Swift
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I used to rule the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I alone
the streets I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
live the king
One minute I held the keys
Next the doors were on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt
of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Cavalry choirs 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
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
It was a and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
windows and the of drums
People believe what I’d become
wait
For my head on a plate
Just a on a string
(Oh) who be king?
I bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some I explain
I Saint Peter won’t call my name
an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
For reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I alone
the streets I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
live the king
One minute I held the keys
Next the doors were on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt
of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Cavalry choirs 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
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
It was a and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
windows and the of drums
People believe what I’d become
wait
For my head on a plate
Just a on a string
(Oh) who be king?
I bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some I explain
I Saint Peter won’t call my name
an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
For reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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