Dear Murphy,
Why do you plague the broken and bruised,
Those who dread the thought of grief?
We all watch and wait
For calamity's fate
Because Murphy, it seems like it's law.
Dear Murphy,
Why do you shadow the haunted and hollow?
Those who can't breathe at your grasp
We all burn and break
Until it's too late,
Because Murphy, it seems like it's law.
Oh, Murphy,
The anticipation is getting to me,
And I know my fear makes it worse.
We all suffocate
Can't resist the bait
After all, Murphy, it's law.
Apr 12
Apr 12, 2026 at 12:07 AM UTC
Dear Murphy,
Why do you plague the broken and bruised,
Those who dread the thought of grief?
We all watch and wait
For calamity's fate
Because Murphy, it seems like it's law.
Dear Murphy,
Why do you shadow the haunted and hollow?
Those who can't breathe at your grasp
We all burn and break
Until it's too late,
Because Murphy, it seems like it's law.
Oh, Murphy,
The anticipation is getting to me,
And I know my fear makes it worse.
We all suffocate
Can't resist the bait
After all, Murphy, it's law.