Dream Theater ☆ Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence: VIII. Losing Time...

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
degree’s 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 Uohhhhh
Your doing all these
things out of desperation
Ohhh ohhh
Your going 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
My mother Ain’t no help
it’s every man for himself
My mother Ain’t no help
it’s every man for himself
You tell your friends
yeah strangers too
Anyone flowing around
you yeah
Tarrot cards
Gems and stones
Believing all that shit is
gon’na heal ya soul
We’ll it’s not uowhhhh
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
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
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
My mother Ain’t no help
it’s every man for himself
My mother Ain’t no help
it’s every man for himself
My mother Ain’t no help
it’s every man for himself
My mother Ain’t no help
it’s every man for himself