Six Degrees Of Separation

You've read the books, you've watched the shows

What's the best way, no one knows, yeah

Meditade, get, hypnotized

Anything to take it from your mind

But it won't, go

You're doing all these things out of desperation, oh woah

You're going through six degrees of separation

You hit the drink, you take a toke

Watch the past go up in smoke

You fake a smile, you lie and say

You're better now that ever and your life's ok, when it's not... no

You're doing all these things out of desesperation, oh woah

You're going through six degrees of separation

First, you think the worst is a broken heart

What's gonna kill you is the second part

And the third, is when your world splits down the middle

And fourth, you're gonna think that you've fixed yourself

Fifth, you see them out with someone else

And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

No, no there ain't no help, it's every men for himself

No, no there ain't help, it's every men for himself

You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too

Anyone who'll throw an arm around you

Tarrot cards, gems and stones

Believing all that shit's gonna heal your soul

Well, it's not... no

You're only doing things out of desperation

Oh, no

You're going through six degrees of separation

First, you think the worst is a broken heart

What's gonna kill you is the second part

And the third, is when your world splits down the middle

And fourth, you're gonna think that you've fixed yourself

Fifth, you see them out with someone else

And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

Oh no, there's no starting over

Without finding closure

You take them back no hesitation

That's when you know you're reached the six degree of separation

Oh no, there's no starting over

Without finding closure

You take them back no hesitation

That's when you know you're reached the six degree of separation

Oh, first, you think the worst is a broken heart

What's gonna kill you is the second part

And the third, is when your world splits down the middle

And fourth, you're gonna think that you've fixed yourself

Fifth, you see them out with someone else

And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

No, no there ain't no help, it's every men for himself

You're going through six degrees of separation

No, no there ain't no help, it's every men for himself

You're going through six degrees of separation

No, no there ain't no help, it's every men for himself

No, no there ain't no help, it's every men for himself

By: The Script

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