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COLD PLAY -VIVA LA VIDA
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I to own
I to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
as the crowd sing
"Now the old king is dead! live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon pillars 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 there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the and wild wind
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 puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I Jerusalem 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
I know Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For I can't explain
I know Saint won't call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I to own
I to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
as the crowd sing
"Now the old king is dead! live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon pillars 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 there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the and wild wind
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 puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I Jerusalem 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
I know Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For I can't explain
I know Saint won't call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
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