Beeting Hot Chip

[?]
But it dies
Speak to my veins

No not a [?]
But it's riding through my veins

[Chorus]
My hair stands on end
And my hands are just screaming
Playing cold parking rhythms
On a box that is taking a beating
Taking a beating
Taking a beating
Taking a beating
Taking a beating
Taking a beating
Taking a beating
Taking a beating

Let's piece together
All the words
And see what we've said

Let's place next to one another
All the words that are riding through my head