Six Degrees Of Separation Lyrics By The Script

SIX DEGREES OF SEPARATION LYRICS BY THE SCRIPT 

You've read the book,you've watched the shows
Whats the best way,no one knows yeah
Meditate yeah,hypnotized
Anything to take it  from your mind
But it won't go
You're doing all these things out of separation
You're doing 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 than ever
And you're life's ok
Well it's not,no,,
You're doing all these things out of desperation
You're doing through six degrees of separation
Chorus:
First,you think the worst is the 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 youself
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 2x
You tell your friends,yeah..strangers too
Anyone who will throw an arm around you
Tarot 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
You're going through six degrees of separation
Chorus:
First,you think the worst is the 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
Without finding closure
You take them back no hesitation
That's when you know
You've reached the sixth degrees of separation
Oh no there's no starting over her
Without finding closure
You take them back no hesitation
That's how you know
You've reached the sixth degree of separation
Chorus:
First,you think the worts 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 have fucked up a little
No no there ain't no help,
It's every man for himself
You're going through six degrees of separation
No 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..