Jared Clement - Fiction Lyrics

For a piece of mind, fiction up your sleeve
With a twisted smile, you're so hard to believe

You make such little progress
Not a glimpse of anything
If there were just a little substance
Just a whisper, anything

Kind of off of the target, kind of off of your gait
Kind of soft around the edges, seems it's harder to take

Just lead in then leave them without
It's the same idea
Just lead in then leave them without
It's the same idea

Now you're with without, just a thought on a shelf
Kind of feels like a lie, like you thought of yourself

Kind of off of the target, kind of off of your gait
Kind of soft around the edges, seems it's harder to take

Just lead in then leave them without
It's the same idea
Just lead in then leave them without
It's the same idea

Now it's all on me
Given what you find
Now it's all on me