Down, down, down I went.

Tossing, and turning my life but a blunder; I followed that silly rabbit struck in awe and wonder.

Down, down, down I went.

Simon says and I did, the more further I slid.

Down, down, down I went.

That silly old rabbit a mere disguise; behind was the bloody red queens lies.

Down, down, down I went.

Death was to follow when she yelled off with her head, I escaped filled with dread.

Freedom; alas I am free, Or so I thought until I felt a stab deep down inside of me.

Down, down, down I went.

Surely death did follow, but not with me... I had escaped the clutches of that place, but my dear friend had not.

Down, down down I fell, will I ever reach the end I can not say...

Oh, to what dismay. Chasing rabbits and bloody red queens how more insane do I seem...

I guess this is what happens when you make friends with the wrong people. You follow the crowd and dont seem to notice...

Life passes you by and they ones you care for die. It started as a mere rabit hole which has turned into an abyss.

Watch the friends you make for you are surrounded by fakes.  Death is always around so cherish what you got, or you yourself might find...

Your falling down, down, down...  The Rabbit Hole.