open book

• (bkz: open book sinav)
• fashion nugget'den enfes bir şarkıdır..
  
  she's writing, she's writing,
  she's writing a novel.
  she's writing, she's weaving,
  conceiving a plot.
  it quickens, it thickens.
  you can't put it down now.
  it takes you, it shakes you,
  it makes you lose your thought.
  
  but you're caught in your own glory.
  you are believing your own stories.
  writing your own headlines.
  ignoring your own deadlines.
  but now you've gotta write them all again.
  
  you think she's an open book,
  but you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
  you think she's an open book,
  but you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
  do you? do you?
  
  you want her, confront her.
  just open your window.
  unbolt it, unlock it,
  unfasten your latch.
  you want it, confront it.
  just open your window.
  all you really have to do is ask.
  
  but you're caught in your own glory.
  you are believing your own stories.
  timing your contractions.
  inventing small contraptions
  that roll across your polished hardwood floors.
  
  you think she's an open book,
  but you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
  you think she's an open book,
  but you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
  do you? do you?
  
  you think she's an open book,
  but you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
  do you? do you? do you?
• freedom scientific'in çıkarttığı körler için tasarlanmış scanning&reading software programı.
• the rakes parcalarindan biri. cok guzel..
  
  you are not an open book
  i can't do nothing 'bout that
  but i'm worried, i'm overdrawn
  what am i doing up at the witching hour?
  
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  
  pick up a book, put down a book
  turn on the tv
  it's 2 am, there's nothing on
  i just need something to focus on
  
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  
  things are going to slide
  slide out of control
  i hope that you come back
  i can't eat, can't sleep
  
  when i close my eyes
  the thought of you denies
  me, the rest, and the air
  that i need
  
  the longer you are far from me
  the more i drift away
  i didn't see the warning signs
  i was falling through the cracks
  
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  oh-o-oh-o
  
  you are not
  an open book
  i am worn and torn
  i am overdrawn