The Script

The Script - Six Degrees Of Separation lyrics

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You've read the books
You've watched the shows
What's the best way no one knows, yeah
Meditated, hypnotized
Anything to take from your mind
But it wont, ohhhh
You're doing all these things out of desperation
Ohhh no
You're going through six degrees of seperation

You hear the drinking, take a toll 
Watch the past go up in smoke
Fake a smile, yeah, lie and say
That I'm better now than ever, and your life's okay 
Well it's not, no
You're doing all these things out of desperation
Ohhh ohhh
You're going through six degrees of seperation

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 

My mother aint no help, it's every man for himself 
My mother aint no help, it's every man for himself 

You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too
Anyone flowing around you, yeah 
Tarrot cards, gems and stones
Believing all that shit is gonna heal ya soul
We'll it's not, no
You're only doing things out of desperation
Ohhh no
You're goin' through six degrees of seperation

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 take them back no hesitation
That's when you know you've reached the six degrees of seperation 

No there's no starting over
Without finding closure
You take them back no hesitation
That's when you know you've reached the six degrees of seperation 

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

My mother aint no help, it's every man for himself 
Oh you've come to six degrees of seperation 
My mother aint no help, it's every man for himself 
My mother aint no help, it's every man for himself
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment UK Limited

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Released in: 2012

Language: English

Translations: French

Appearing on: #3 (2012) , Tales from The Script (2021)

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