Fictional Testo

Breaking down again
Never thought twice of it
Only fiction just stopped moments left in time
I can't see the way
As it fall right over
Leaving fictional there's no where left to hide
Ohh... only in my dreams, only far away from everything
Holding on to, things we never met
Holding on to words like broken glass
And if I had chairs, come on right to take
It would be the last thing that I've said
Nothing seems the way
That it would not should be
We are been mistake for moments left in time
I can't feel the way
As in we don't make it
And you never felt so safe in broken lines
Ohh... only in my dreams, only far away from everything
Holding on to, things we never met
Holding on to words like broken glass
And if I had chairs, come on right to take
It would be the last one that I've fake
Holding on, to nothing
Till you find it, only in my dreams
Holding on, to nothing
Till you find it
Holding on, I've got nothing
I've got nothing
I've got nothing only in my dreams