Testo Cutting Clouds

Who's your pen
Who's washing your things
Those things you wouldn't even touch
Those things you liked too much

I can't help but notice
The door was cloudy
Today, and I tried to not let it Bother me, I'll be

In it all,
Lass we, the onlys way
Why can't we flow, along this day ...drone the same

Now Cut it off
Cut it up
Cut it all
Cut it off

It's all depending on this rain, Weather
it comes it today, what comes around
Who's unsafe, Who's your saint
Now you are, All the thief
Now cut if off