Thursday, January 31, 2013

Six Degrees Of Separation

Six Degrees Of Separation

Six Degrees Of Separation - The Script  
You've read the books, You've watched the shows, What's the best way no one knows, yeah, Meditate, get hypnotized. Anything to take from your mind. But it won't go, ohhhh ohhh You're doing all these things out of desperation, Ohhh ohhh, You're going through six degrees of separation. You hit the drink, you take a toke Watch the past go up in smoke, yeah Fake a smile, yeah, lie and say that, You're better now than ever, and your life's okay When it's not. No. You're doing all these things out of desperation, Ohhh ohhh, 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 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 ain't no help, it's every man for himself) (No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself) You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too, Anyone who'll throw an arm around you, yeah Tarot cards Gems and stones, Believing all that shit is gonna heal your soul. Well it's not, no, wohhhh You're only doing things out of desperation, Ohhh no, You're goin' 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 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 there's no starting over, Without finding closure, you'd take them back, No hesitation, That's when you know you've reached the sixth degree of separation Oh, no there's no starting over, Without finding closure, you'd take them back, No hesitation, That's when you know you've reached the sixth degree 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 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 man for himself You're goin' through six degrees of separation No, no, there ain't no help It's every man for himself You're goin' through six degrees of separation No, no, there ain't no help It's every man for himself

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