Death By Disco Lyrics - Phoenix - Zebrahead

We got lit, just a bit, right outside the show 

The tease stripped, then your manners flew right out the door 

It's like this, who you keep texting on the phone? 

It's like that, I'm not the only one with whoops to owe 

It's automatic, don't you point your finger at me 

You're so tragic, you should be a Kennedy 

It's automatic, pulling me like gravity 

You're putting me down, pulling me down six feet 

Hate me, hate me, tell me what's wrong with me and break me, break me 

Go on and shatter me 

Cause lately you've run me into the ground 

And you can hate me, hate me 

Call it a victory 

But you'll see lately, not going easily 

Cause I'm not falling down and you won't 

Get the best of me now 

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A fat lip, finger flip, and an insult to go 

The record skips, you got issues like a girl in porn 

It's like this, you act crazy from door to floor 

It's like that, I can't take all of the blame no more 

It's automatic, don't you point your finger at me 

You're so tragic, you should be a Kennedy 

It's automatic, pulling me like gravity 

You're putting me down, pulling me down six feet 

Hate me, hate me, tell me what's wrong with me and break me, break me 

Go on and shatter me 

Cause lately you've run me into the ground 

And you can hate me, hate me 

Call it a victory 

But you'll see lately, not going easily 

Cause I'm not falling down and you won't 

Get the best of me now 

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I didn't want to get into another battle (Hey Hey) 

I didn't want to make the closet bones rattle (Hey Hey) 

I didn't want to get into another battle (Hey Hey) 

It's automatic how you throw it all away 

So hate me now 

You can't break me down 

So just hate me now 

You can't break me down 

And you can hate me, hate me, tell me what's wrong with me and break me, break me 

Go on and shatter me 

Cause lately you've run me into the ground 

And you can hate me, hate me 

Call it a victory 

But you'll see lately, not going easily 

Cause I'm not falling down and you won't 

Get the best of me now 

It's automatic 

You're so tragic 

It's automatic