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Viva La Vida (Cover) 
Medium
by Taylor Swift
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I used to rule the world
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I to the dice
Feel the in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
Long live the king
One minute I the keys
Next the doors were closed on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon of salt
Pillars of sand
I hear bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some 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 wicked and wind
down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
believe I’d become
wait
For my on a silver plate
a on a lonely string
(Oh) who would ever wanna be king?
I bells a-ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My in a field
For some I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
For some reason I explain
I know Saint Peter won’t my name
Never an honest word
But that was I the world
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I to the dice
Feel the in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
Long live the king
One minute I the keys
Next the doors were closed on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon of salt
Pillars of sand
I hear bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some 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 wicked and wind
down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
believe I’d become
wait
For my on a silver plate
a on a lonely string
(Oh) who would ever wanna be king?
I bells a-ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My in a field
For some I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
For some reason I explain
I know Saint Peter won’t my name
Never an honest word
But that was I the world
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