You've read the books You've watched the shows What the best way ? No one knows ye Ye meditate Get hypnotized Anything to take it from your mind But it won't go You're doing all these things out of desparation Oooh, woooah You're going through six degrees of separation Ye hit a drink Ye take a toke Watch the past go up in smoke Ye fake a smile Ye lie and say: You're better now than ever And your life's okay Well it's not, no ooohh You're doing all these things out of desperation Oooohh Waooohh You're 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 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 messed 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, strangers too Anyone who'll throw an arm around you Tarrot cards, gems and stones Believing all that sh*t's gonna heal your soul Well it's not, no ooohh You're only doing things out of desperation Oooohh, Waooohh You're 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 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 messed 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 sixth degrees of separation No, there's no starting over Without finding closure You take them back, no hesitation That's how you know you've reached the sixth 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 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 messed up a little No, no, there ain't no help It's every man for himself You're goin' through six degrees of separation No, no, there ain't no help It's every man for himself You're goin' through six degrees of separation No, no, there ain't no help It's every man for himself Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com