• My dear, dear rabbit
    why do you run?
    Are you scared of the poison that drips from my tounge?
    Don't worry little rabbit,
    it's part of the fun.
    Please stop running
    I want you here
    by my side to tame my fear.
    So come my dear rabbit
    out of your hole
    make me feel like I'm not alone.

    My dear, dear rabbit
    you should've run.
    Instinct was right and the poison did come
    from the lips of this forgotten son.
    And now my dear rabbit don't you look dumb,
    dead on the ground from a drop off my
    tounge.
    You were so young my sweet hunny bun
    but all I saw in you
    was my
    NEXTCUTESTVicTim.