Miracle of sound - Half man’s song Lyrics tyrion Lannister GOT

Facebook: Text: Half Man’s Song Copyright Gavin Dunne 2012 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 tim