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HALFMAN'S SONG Lyrics

by Miracle Of Sound

There are some who are born distinguished
There are some who are raised in praise
But me I was always the last in line
A blot in my father's gaze

No cheekbones chiselled on a feline face
No skill or savvy with a sword
But this game we all play is won in wily ways
And sly is this littlest lord

Cruel tricks of romance
Degraded by their spite
You snub your cub too many times
You just might feel his bite...

Beware beware of the words I twist
I am small but my reach is long
And the ravens black against the winter's mist
Are whispering the half-man's song
Whispering the half man's song...

The land is a blooming orchard
With fruits so juicy and ripe
With a clink of a coin loose the lion's loin
Play a tune on the half man's pipe
In the arms of a whore I made a promise
Sinking deeper into danger every day
Cut through all their shit with a brazen wit
Moulding puppets from their minds of clay

I'm no man of honour
Myself is my true king
But somewhere deep within me
The bells of conscience ring

Beware beware of the words I twist
I am small but my reach is long
And the ravens black against the winter's mist
Are whispering the half-man's song
They're whispering the half man's song...

Whispering the half man's song...




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Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
White Lies
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One Direction
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones
It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone
Gowe Feat. Sam Ock
I've been working on our future crafting at my career
So when the day comes when I meet you I can speak with your father
Communicate that I'm able to love and care for his daughter
Until then I can offer soul beats and a letter
Painted inside my music - just wait til we see each other

Hook -
Until the season comes to let me know, I'll wait here, I'll wait here
Until the Lord has made our way to go I'll wait here
and in His love I'll grow
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