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Viva La Vida (Cover) 
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de Taylor Swift
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I used to the world
would when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
the I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
Long live the king
One minute I held the keys
the were on me
And I that my castles stand
pillars of salt
of sand
I hear a-ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a field
For 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 wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
a puppet on a string
(Oh) who ever wanna be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman 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 word
But that was when I ruled the world
For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t my name
an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
would when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
the I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
Long live the king
One minute I held the keys
the were on me
And I that my castles stand
pillars of salt
of sand
I hear a-ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a field
For 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 wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
a puppet on a string
(Oh) who ever wanna be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman 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 word
But that was when I ruled the world
For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t my name
an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
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