when the phoenix rises over the mountain, it rises high
when the phoenix rises over the mountain, it rises high a song by Pityview on BeMusic
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her lips are as sweet as maduro cigars by
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when the phoenix rises over the mountain, it rises high by
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i had to lay him out cold for my payload by
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wounds so fresh like the scent of a mint by
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burry me right next to him and feed us to the trees by
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if i die before you, i hope the wind takes me with it by
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i think she really loved me, but now she loves him more by
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i will always guard your side, even when i'm gone by
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