Wake up with regret
of ever even waking...

Oh, set thy on the stage,
For this Passion play...

I can feel sorrow in the air
Its swirling everywhere...

The picture is burned at the edge
The frame torn and shattered...

Pieces Scattered on the Street
(this love I thought I knew...

Today I went back to the old playground
where memories used to happen...

I'll never tell you this,
but you always give the best hugs...

Gone are the days of my chains
when only risk was holding me back...

How could you be
so cruel to me...

What hath I done to perturb you so?
Oh you say you love me in so many ways...

Rain gathers together
to form the perfect puddle...

Pull the Plug
A flashback...