Testo + accordi Six Degrees Of Separation - The Script

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Quarto Capotasto

C
You've read the books,
G
You've watched the shows,
Am                  F
What's the best way no one knows, yeah,
C          G
Medicated, hypnotized.
Am               F
Anything to take from your mind.
C            G
But it wont, ohhhh ohhh
Am                                 F
Your doing all these things out of desperation,
C    G
Ohhh ohhh,
     Am                            F
Your going through six degree's of seperation.

C                      G
You hear the drinking, take a toll
Am                F
Watch the past go up in smoke.
C                   G
Fake a smile, yeah, lie and say that,
Am                                 F
I'm better now than ever, and your life's okay
          C    G
Well it's not. Uohhhhh
     Am                            F
Your doing all these things out of desperation,
C    G
Ohhh ohhh,
     Am                            F
Your going through six degree's of seperation.


Am                   F                 C
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
             G                      Am
What's gonna kill you is the second part
        F                   C                     G
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
    Am                   F                    C
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
           G                         Am
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
                  F                       C                    G
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

Am                 F                        C               G
(My mother aint no help, it's every man for himself)
Am                 F                        C               G
(My mother aint no help, it's every man for himself)

    C                        G
You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too,
Am             F
Anyone flowing around you, yeah
C
Tarrot cards
G
Gems and stones,
Am                                F
Believing all that shit is gon'na heal ya soul.
           C    G
We'll it's not, uowhhhh
     Am                            F
Your doing all these things out of desperation,
C    G
Ohhh ohhh,
     Am                            F
Your going through six degree's of seperation.

Am                   F                 C
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
             G                      Am
What's gonna kill you is the second part
        F                   C                     G
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
    Am                   F                    C
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
           G                         Am
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
                  F                       C                    G
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

Am                     F
No there's no starting over,
                Am
Without finding closure, you take them back
No hesitation,
F
That's when you know you've reached the Six Degreee's of seperation

Am                     F
No there's no starting over,
                Am
Without finding closure, you take them back
No hesitation,
F
That's when you know you've reached the Six Degreee's of seperation

Am                   F                 C
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
             G                      Am
What's gonna kill you is the second part
        F                   C                     G
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
    Am                   F                    C
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
           G                         Am
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
                  F                       C                    G
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

Am                 F                        C               G
(My mother aint no help, it's every man for himself)
Oh you're going through six degrees of separation
Am                 F                        C               G
(My mother aint no help, it's every man for himself)
Oh you're going through six degrees of separation