Murr Murr

I try to do it quietly Not a whisper, more like a shock Try to disorganize neatly What to keep and what to block I'd shout like that old fly In that window and wait Wait for a finger to squeeze Or will hesitate? shout A there ain't no logic, there ain't no plain No roads you can travel free form pain I'm only shoulder I'm only a kiss Good for confort and cool for the diss the lord is my mom she's my save I'm her troubled boy unto the grave I pretend she's blessing, blessing me Hope she'll save me from this misery