Lyrics Dying in the Subtlety - Cautious Clay
I
can
see
your
breath
in
the
window
Written
I′m
sorry
You're
fogging
up
friendship
I
don′t
want
to
say
it
back
Do
I
need
this
stress
or
a
symbol?
I
don't
know
probably
The
fate
of
my
conscience
Never
thought
much
of
that
Could
be
easier
to
drive
you
mad
Like
I'm
Jason
Statham
Do
I
know
how
to
keep
it
all
intact?
No
I
think
I′m
dying
in
the
subtlety
Lying
′bout
the
worst
of
me
I
just
wanna
stay
on
track
Crying
like
it
hurts
to
be
What
we
wanted
initially
Why
don't
you
just
cut
some
slack?
Like
peaches,
apple
pie,
or
strawberry
cream
It′s
like
you
haven't
tasted
pain
and
suffering
To
drive
it
home
in
words
easily
explained
Love
is
just
a
passion
with
a
four-letter
name
It
could
be
easier
to
make
you
mad
Just
need
a
little
more
pressure
The
indecision
couldn′t
make
you
crack
Like
it
was
now
or
never
Would
you
pretend
to
see
the
pain
I
lack?
Just
for
the
simple
pleasure
Could
make
a
movie
out
of
the
laughs
we
had
I
think
I'm
dying
in
the
subtlety
Lying
′bout
the
worst
of
me
I
just
wanna
stay
on
track
(I
just
wanna
stay
on
track)
Crying
like
it
hurts
to
be
what
we
wanted
initially
Why
don't
you
just
cut
some
slack?
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