The Script
Six Degrees Of Separation

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

  • Tina

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    Tina op do 11 okt, 2012 9:37 pm

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Taal: Engels
Beschikbaar op: #3 - CD 1 (2012)
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