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Text: Hot Chip. Arrest Yourself.

I did my best to dehydrate me
but i think you'll forsake me,
when im deep inside you make me like I'm locked in a lake.
I do my best to rehydrate you
at the risk of absurdity,*
There's nothing left between us
but a state of emergency.


Arrest yourself

Arrest yourself

Arrest yourself

Arrest yourself.


If there's one thing in my diction then i think its affliction.
If there's fact amongst my fiction then i think its affected.
If its lose around your neck then* take it only with affetion.
If you feel it come on then together we're defeated.


Arrest yourself

Arrest yourself

Arrest yourself

Arrest yourself
(make me tougher, make me suffer*)

Arrest yourself
(make me tougher, make me suffer)

Arrest yourself
(make me tougher, make me suffer)

Arrest yourself
(make me tougher, make me suffer)

Arrest yourself.