Four Stars - Open Book

Another day
Another dollar sign
That in pursuit of
I'd lost my mind
I'll sell you all my secrets
Every fucking last regret
That I tried to confine

I'll tell you what you wanna hear
All of my deepest and darkest fears
You can call it a confession
If you're sure that you're getting
All the words that i'm letting slip
It's that when I'm old and not around
You won't choose my sounds
To be the soundtrack
Of your better days
And like your youth
I'll fade away

If time is money
Then I must be a penny pincher
Saving every moment i get
With a picture
So i can
Crosscheck my memories
To ensure its consistency
I am an open book
No one took the time to read

Crosscheck my honesty
So my conscience will let me breathe
And if you really wanna get to know me
All you've gotta do is listen closely

I'll tell you what you wanna hear
All of my deepest and darkest fears
You can call it a confession
If you're sure that you're getting
All the words that i'm letting slip
It's that when I'm old and not around
You won't choose my sounds
To be the soundtrack
Of your better days
And like your youth
I'll fade away

Crosscheck my memories
So nostalgia will let me breathe
I'll sell you all my secrets
Every fucking last regret
I am an open book
No one took the time to read

Written by:
Aida Ahmed

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