one direction 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 streets I used 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 key. Next the walls were closed on me. And I discovered that my castles stand. Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand.
I hear Jerusalem bells a 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 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
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 hear Jerusalem bells a 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. Never an honest word. But that was when I ruled the world.X2
I used to rule the world. Seas would rise when I gave the word. Now in the morning I sleep alone. Sweep the streets I used 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 key. Next the walls were closed on me. And I discovered that my castles stand. Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand.
I hear Jerusalem bells a 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 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
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 hear Jerusalem bells a 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. Never an honest word. But that was when I ruled the world.X2
Ok i got bored so I was thinking of starting this thing I would like to call "Daily Pics of One Direction." What I would do is I would post a pic of 1D (it could be anywhere from one of the boys to all of them) once a day. It won't be simple pics of them, it will be either funny, extra hot, extra sexy, or extra cute. It's nothing that has any real meaning to it it's just something for me to do whenever I'm bored. But there is something you guys get out of it! Whoever has the best comment gets 10 props! So do you guys think its a good idea? Or do you think it's lame? If it is lame I'm sorry I was just bored and desperate for something interesting to do.
It 7:00 AM and my mom called me from downstairs. "HONEY! IT'S TIME TO GO!"
I got my backpack and headed downstairs.
"Bye mom!" I waved goodbye and walked outside.
I was surprised because I found a limo instead of what I would thought it would be. A big truck.
A man in a suit escorted me into the limo and then we were off. But that is not all.
"Hi." the '5 nice boys' said to me.
"Hi?!?!"
It was 1D. Oh.My.God.
"I'm Liam"
"I'm Harry"
"I'm Louis"
I'm Niall"
"And I'm Zayn."
And I was like 0_0
"LA here we come!" Niall exclaimed.
The driver turned the radio on and surprisingly enough, it was MY song.
No not Rebecca Black. Not Justin Bieber...
ME! Jenette Gold.
What could be better? Your own song on the radio, in a limo, with 1D singing along to it?
NOTHING. JUST NOTHING.
I got my backpack and headed downstairs.
"Bye mom!" I waved goodbye and walked outside.
I was surprised because I found a limo instead of what I would thought it would be. A big truck.
A man in a suit escorted me into the limo and then we were off. But that is not all.
"Hi." the '5 nice boys' said to me.
"Hi?!?!"
It was 1D. Oh.My.God.
"I'm Liam"
"I'm Harry"
"I'm Louis"
I'm Niall"
"And I'm Zayn."
And I was like 0_0
"LA here we come!" Niall exclaimed.
The driver turned the radio on and surprisingly enough, it was MY song.
No not Rebecca Black. Not Justin Bieber...
ME! Jenette Gold.
What could be better? Your own song on the radio, in a limo, with 1D singing along to it?
NOTHING. JUST NOTHING.
ok so im trying fan fic agien
alerm clook gos off
cassey: i dont what to get up
mom: cassey get down here now
cassey: *mumbles* you just dont get it do you
mom: cassey now or eles
joe: yah cassey nooowwwww
cassey: *mumbles agine* i hate my brother
cassey gos down stairs
mom: your gonna get it
cassey: how * in a reley scard way *
mom: well you will see
dad: take it easy on her
cassey: bye
cassey walks out door
amanda: hey its looser ha ha ha
cassey: well at leat i dont wher so much make up i look like a clown
amanda: well at lest i dont need make up like you do
Buse pulls up
at scool
cassey: hey thay look like one direction
alerm clook gos off
cassey: i dont what to get up
mom: cassey get down here now
cassey: *mumbles* you just dont get it do you
mom: cassey now or eles
joe: yah cassey nooowwwww
cassey: *mumbles agine* i hate my brother
cassey gos down stairs
mom: your gonna get it
cassey: how * in a reley scard way *
mom: well you will see
dad: take it easy on her
cassey: bye
cassey walks out door
amanda: hey its looser ha ha ha
cassey: well at leat i dont wher so much make up i look like a clown
amanda: well at lest i dont need make up like you do
Buse pulls up
at scool
cassey: hey thay look like one direction