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COLD PLAY -VIVA LA VIDA
I used to rule the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep 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 is dead! Long live the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear 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
you go there was never
Never an word
And that was I the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
wait
For my head on a plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever to be king?
I hear 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 Saint Peter won't call my name
an word
But was when I ruled the world
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign 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 the world
I used to rule the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep 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 is dead! Long live the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear 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
you go there was never
Never an word
And that was I the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
wait
For my head on a plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever to be king?
I hear 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 Saint Peter won't call my name
an word
But was when I ruled the world
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign 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 the world
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