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Viva La Vida (Cover) 
Medium
by Taylor Swift
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I used to the world
Seas would rise when I 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
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
live the king
One minute I held the keys
Next the were closed on me
And I that my castles stand
of salt
Pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I explain
Once you go there was never
an honest word
But was when I the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered and the sound of drums
People what I’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a plate
Just a puppet on a string
(Oh) who would wanna be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can’t explain
I Peter won’t call my name
an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
For reason I explain
I know won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I the world
Seas would rise when I 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
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead
live the king
One minute I held the keys
Next the were closed on me
And I that my castles stand
of salt
Pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I explain
Once you go there was never
an honest word
But was when I the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered and the sound of drums
People what I’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a plate
Just a puppet on a string
(Oh) who would wanna be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can’t explain
I Peter won’t call my name
an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
For reason I explain
I know won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I the world
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