To be born a crab
Naked and sad
And you can't go back
Shaking a shell
Feels like a cell
And you can't have that

I know the feeling of losing the ceiling
On a beach full of empty shells
Salt air is healing
Nakedness revealing
They go so well

To be born a crab
Naked and mad
When you can't go back
You shake on a shell
And it feels like a cell
But you can't have that
You can't have that
You can't have that

You won't shake your shelter
And your shelter won't shake you

You won't shake your shelter
And your shelter won't shake you
You won't shake your shelter
And your shelter won't shake you

You won't shake your shelter
And your shelter won't shake you

To be born a crab
Naked and sad
And you can't go back
Shaking a shell
Feels like a cell
And you can't have that

I know the feeling of losing the ceiling
On a beach full of empty shells
Salt air is healing
Nakedness revealing
They go so well

To be born a crab
Naked and mad
When you can't go back
You shake on a shell
And it feels like a cell
But you can't have that