Six Degrees Of Separation

You've read the books,

You've watched the shows,

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

Meditated, yeah, hypnotized.

Anything to take from your mind.

But it won't, no

You're doing all these things out of desperation,

Oh oh,

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,

You're better now than ever, and your life's okay

Well it's not, no.

You're doing all these things out of desperation,

Oh oh,

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 throwing an arm 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,

Oh oh,

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



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're going through six degrees of seperation

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

Oh, you're going through six degrees of seperation

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

Ooh

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