They say my heart is pure, a crystal bell

But I see spiders crawling from its shell

A thousand eyes are watching from the wall

While my reflection shatters, starts to fall

Filthy heart! A broken, bleeding clock!

Tick-tocking backwards, built on sinking rock!

No mother's love, no father's guiding hand

Just skeletal remains across the sand!

The world's a spinning top, a dizzy, blurred design

Shadows dance and whisper, "Nothing's truly thine!"

My innocence? A moth, burned by the streetlamp's glare

Now I breathe in smoke and choke on poisoned air

Filthy heart! A broken, bleeding clock!

Tick-tocking backwards, built on sinking rock!

No mother's love, no father's guiding hand

Just skeletal remains across the sand!

They said I'd find my place, a path so bright and clear

But the pavement bleeds beneath me, swallowed up by fear

I'm a scarecrow in the fog, a whisper in the wind

Every honest word a lie, where does the chaos begin?

Filthy heart! A broken, bleeding clock!

Tick-tocking backwards, built on sinking rock!

No mother's love, no father's guiding hand

Just skeletal remains across the sand!

Pure! Haha! Pure! What a joke!