Your Oyster

(альбом: Rise From The Dead - 2009)

I can feel an itch crawling down my spine, and I can't reach it
Can you help me, please?
How did I come to this moment of my life?
I can teach you while I pack to leave

The world is your oyster, crack open the shell
Start writing the story that you want to tell
Don't take for granted what's right before your eyes
Cut out the ego, let go of the lies

What a sweet release, weight fallen off my back
I am floating, am I still in view?
What a strange disease the world seems to have
As we're all biting off less than we can chew

The world is your oyster, crack open the shell
Start writing the story that you want to tell
Don't take for granted what's right before your eyes
Cut out the ego, let go of the lies

If we were bare naked, standing plain to see,
Would you be happy, or run and hide?
There's no way to fake it, it's just you and me,
And I can see what's deep, deep inside

And knots are tied around my stomach ache
Reach in and take the shakes from my core
The better parts will be revealed, but for now my lips are sealed
'Till I feel better than before

The world is your oyster, crack open the shell
Start writing the story that you want to tell
Don't take for granted what's right before your eyes
Cut out the ego, let go of the lies

Lies, lies