Lyrics:

take a look at what's been done
the killing wound is the thousandth cut
a dead turtle on the beach puts my happiness out of reach

sea sun sand self.

psychic caramel dimulants, they're good for the undertow
better than a psychotic stimulant, word to your mother you know
but it's a drag you know sometimes
and it drags

sea sun sand self.

going deaf and peaceful, i'm going for a walk
the times i have the most to say are the times that i can't talk

sea sun sand self