[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:16.14]There are some who are born distinguished [00:20.19]There are some who are raised in praise [00:24.45]But me I was always the last in line [00:28.59]A blot in my father's gaze [00:32.13]No cheekbones chiselled on a feline face [00:36.15]No skill or savvy with a sword [00:40.26]But this game we all play is won in wily ways [00:44.31]And sly is this littlest lord [00:48.60]Cruel tricks of romance [00:52.29]Degraded by their spite [00:56.07]You snub your cub too many times [01:00.15]You just might feel his bite [01:04.20]Beware beware of the words I twist [01:08.34]I am small but my reach is long [01:12.06]And the ravens black against the winter's mist [01:16.53]Are whispering the half man's song [01:20.64]Whispering the half man's song [01:40.50]The land is a blooming orchard [01:44.10]With fruits so juicy and ripe [01:48.15]With a clink of a coin loose the lion's loin [01:52.20]Play a tune on the half man's pipe [01:56.22]In the arms of a w***e I made a promise [02:00.12]Sinking deeper into danger every day [02:04.17]Cut through all their s**t with a brazen wit [02:08.28]Molding puppets from their minds of clay [02:12.66]I'm no man of honour [02:16.11]Myself is my true king [02:20.25]But somewhere deep within me [02:24.30]The bells of conscience ring [02:27.18]Beware beware of the words I twist [02:32.31]I am small but my reach is long [02:36.30]And the ravens black against the winter's mist [02:40.29]Are whispering the half man's song [02:44.19]They're whispering the half man's song [02:49.53]Whispering the half man's song
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:16.14]There are some who are born distinguished
[00:20.19]There are some who are raised in praise
[00:24.45]But me I was always the last in line
[00:28.59]A blot in my father's gaze
[00:32.13]No cheekbones chiselled on a feline face
[00:36.15]No skill or savvy with a sword
[00:40.26]But this game we all play is won in wily ways
[00:44.31]And sly is this littlest lord
[00:48.60]Cruel tricks of romance
[00:52.29]Degraded by their spite
[00:56.07]You snub your cub too many times
[01:00.15]You just might feel his bite
[01:04.20]Beware beware of the words I twist
[01:08.34]I am small but my reach is long
[01:12.06]And the ravens black against the winter's mist
[01:16.53]Are whispering the half man's song
[01:20.64]Whispering the half man's song
[01:40.50]The land is a blooming orchard
[01:44.10]With fruits so juicy and ripe
[01:48.15]With a clink of a coin loose the lion's loin
[01:52.20]Play a tune on the half man's pipe
[01:56.22]In the arms of a w***e I made a promise
[02:00.12]Sinking deeper into danger every day
[02:04.17]Cut through all their s**t with a brazen wit
[02:08.28]Molding puppets from their minds of clay
[02:12.66]I'm no man of honour
[02:16.11]Myself is my true king
[02:20.25]But somewhere deep within me
[02:24.30]The bells of conscience ring
[02:27.18]Beware beware of the words I twist
[02:32.31]I am small but my reach is long
[02:36.30]And the ravens black against the winter's mist
[02:40.29]Are whispering the half man's song
[02:44.19]They're whispering the half man's song
[02:49.53]Whispering the half man's song



















