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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 I sleep alone
Sweep the I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd sing
"Now the old is dead! live the king!"
One I held the key
the walls closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My in a foreign field
For 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 wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a string
Oh who would ever want 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 field
For I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
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 Peter won't call my name
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 I sleep alone
Sweep the I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd sing
"Now the old is dead! live the king!"
One I held the key
the walls closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My in a foreign field
For 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 wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a string
Oh who would ever want 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 field
For I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
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 Peter won't call my name
an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
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