Letra de Six Degrees Of Separation

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 it from your mind But it won't go You're doing all these things out of desperation Oh, oh, your going through six degrees of separation You hit the drink, you take a toke Watch the past go up in smoke, yeah You 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 Oh, oh, your 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 'em 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 No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too Anyone will throw an arm around you, yeah 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 Oh, oh, your 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 'em 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 'em back No hesitation That's how you know You've reached the sixth degreee of separation No, there's no starting over Without finding closure You'd take 'em back No hesitation That's how you know You've reached the sixth degreee 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 'em 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) Oh, you're going through six degrees of separation (No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself) Oh, 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) (No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself) Oh, you're going through six degrees of separation