Death by Disco - 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

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

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