August Rain, Summer Drizzle - Director's Cut (8/12/2012!)

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when will i know what i ask
i have two chores for each task
what do i say so i know
when i ask where to stop you say go

<< did you sleep well?

>> went to sleep a little 
>> after one

it's been a while since i've cried
each person i've buried has died
the wounds that don't bleed won't heal
i'm so used to pain i can't feel
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when will i know what i ask
what isn't a chore is a task
what do i say so i know
when i ask where to stop you say go

i've regressed almost five years
i feel i'm feeding your fears
i cannot pay what i cost
the more i find the more i'm lost

i've given up every game i've played
i've burned every match that i've made
i've paid for nothing i've owned
i can't swim without my sinking stone

when will i know what i say
i must wait until tomorrow for today
for only then will i find out
what today was supposed to be about

the skin of my heart is just bone
i lost everything i didn't own
i burned every match in my book
to steal everything that i took

when i ask when to stop you say no
what can i say so i know
when will i know what to ask
how can i face what i mask

i have no space when it's time
i can't sing what i don't rhyme
i'm pounding doors with no knob
i've too much work to find a job

for each thing i fix i break three
i paid a forest to get this cool tree

i think this life is my first
i bless everything that's been cursed
for each step i take i give back
my surrender just so i can attack

i'm dragging you down like a stone
all that i've lost i never owned
when i type what i must say
it's like having no faith when i pray

it's been a while since i've cried
everyone i've buried has died
the wounds that don't bleed won't heal
i'm so used to pain i can't feel

in love and war nothing's fair
to you no one can compare
i've bitten each hand that i've shook
to burn every page in my book

i've no soul left to sell
heaven waits for me in hell
each time i think with my heart
my head quits each thing i start

once again i'm swimming upstream
my nightmare turned into my dream
each moral i have has a tail
i have to study to learn how to fail

when i was young i knew better
i answered each call with a letter
now that i've learned i'm to blame
the puzzle of life is now a game

in races one runs with their heart
my head said we don't need to start
i feel like i've killed those i buried
and burned every cross that they carried

each piece in my puzzle has fits
i surrender each battle of wits
i see nothing yet i still look
i've burned every match in my book

you'll be slippin into darkness . . pretty soon you're gonna pay . .
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August of 2”12?? Fuck ...