Maxwell FARRINGTON & Le SuperHomard, MAXWELL FARRINGTON and Le SuperHomard - Oysters

Oyster
An oyster never wonders where their eyes are
They just sit on the bed, not thinking if they were dead
Would there be a place in summer where the skies are
Simply grey all the time and there’s plenty of wine
Rolling down off the hill into what could be mine
Don’t cry come cuddle me, my heart's a well
If love's your enemy, go love yourself
Ask a question to your favourite synthesiser,
Ask what's going around or if there’s someone in town
That might have an ear and be a sympathiser
They could read off your palm and relieve all your qualms
And then open their arms to reveal you their heart
Don’t cry come cuddle me, my heart's a well
If love's your enemy, go love yourself

Written by:
CHRISTOPHE VAILLANT, MAXWEL JAMES FARRINGTON

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