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The Script
You’ve read the books,
You’ve watched the shows,
What’s the best way no one knows, yeah,
Medicated, hypnotized.
Anything to take from your mind.
But it wont, ohhhh ohhh
Your doing all these things out of desperation,
Ohhh ohhh,
Your 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
Your doing all these things out of desperation,
Ohhh ohhh,
Your 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, no there ain’t no help, it’s every man for himself)
You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too,
Anyone throwin an arm around you, yeah
Tarrot cards
Gems and stones,
Believing all that shit is gon’na heal ya soul.
We’ll it’s not, No
Your only doing things out of desperation,
Ohhh ohhh,
Your goin’ through six degree’s 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 Degreee’s 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 Degreee’s 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.
You’ve watched the shows,
What’s the best way no one knows, yeah,
Medicated, hypnotized.
Anything to take from your mind.
But it wont, ohhhh ohhh
Your doing all these things out of desperation,
Ohhh ohhh,
Your 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
Your doing all these things out of desperation,
Ohhh ohhh,
Your 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, no there ain’t no help, it’s every man for himself)
You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too,
Anyone throwin an arm around you, yeah
Tarrot cards
Gems and stones,
Believing all that shit is gon’na heal ya soul.
We’ll it’s not, No
Your only doing things out of desperation,
Ohhh ohhh,
Your goin’ through six degree’s 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 Degreee’s 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 Degreee’s 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.
