Testo Tragic

Speak, spell
What's that word again?

In, out
Of my head again

Clear, cut
Charmed I'm sure again
Merrity!
I wish for thought

Oh, wise men indeed
Are fools who believe
Her heart on my sleeve
Is laughing at me

Best left unsaid
There's no truth in what's said

Cloud, fog
Looks like rain again
Glass, wall
Looks could kill again

Clock, face
Half past two again

Turn again
And how time flies

Oh, wise men indeed
Are fools who believe
Her heart on my sleeve
Is laughing at me

Best left unsaid
There's no truth in what's said

Dream, world
In my pawn again

Hot,cold
Fingers burn again

Teardrop
To the floor again

Cruelty
How real is real?