Down The Rabbit Hole

Twenty-five years Down the Rabbit Hole To get what you can Boy, you sell your soul now Or start turning into stone No time to show them what wrong or right is Just left to their own devices And growing up alone I ain't gonna put the blame on anybody else Made our bad decisions And got lost all by ourselves Ain't like no nicotine or whiskey on my breath Why feel the woe when this is all that's left? They don't know how to work Just chasin' those dreams Double-tappin' on love Ain't chasing golden streams And not learning how to run And the black dogs get while the getting's good We all watch the club But we don't watch under the hood While we hold the smoking gun (One, two, three, four) I ain't gonna put the blame on anybody else Made our bad decisions And got lost all by ourselves Ain't like no nicotine or whiskey on my breath Why feel the woe when this is all that's left? (Ow) We spent twenty-five years Down the Rabbit Hole To get what we can Before we sell our souls now Or start turning into stone And I ain't gonna put the blame on anybody else We made our bad decisions And we got lost all by ourselves It ain't like no nicotine or whiskey on my breath Why feel the woe when this is all that's left? Why feel the woe when this is all that's left? Why feel the woe when this is all that's left?