Chasing Rabbits

I'm busy busy busy I'm late I'm late I'm late I've got to meet a rabbit I've got to meet my fate For if you trip and stumble And take a long long fall You might take some comfort In the writing on the wall It says the cakes a lie! The roses never were red! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! The last words that they said There's no time for fantasy The world's out of hand Visit Alice another time Curse that wonderland We're living in the matrix Dot dash, dot dot dot dash We just have to accept it As we wait for it to crash One foot in and one foot out Abstractify, you lazy lout Yes, I'm sure reality's an illusion But I can't afford to live in confusion

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