Riddled with ticks, and squinting to see
We shook ourselves
We shook ourselves, we shook ourselves free
And whipped by the wind
Sand-stung and scree
We headed for, we made our way, we rolled into the sea
I know what is true
I know what is truth
I know what is truth, what is truth, what is truth
And I will fight you, I will fight you
Will fight you, will fight you, will fight you
Will lose
Then patches of heat in between the breeze
We dried ourselves, we dressed ourselves
We set ourselves free
And honest and true
His beauty was you
Will blame me, as I will blame you
And I will fight you, I will fight you
Will fight you, will fight you, will fight
You will lose
Riddled with ticks, and squinting to see
We shook ourselves
We shook ourselves, we shook ourselves free