De-light Dark Light Blinds Me Am I Fad-ing In Night I Can See Through Your Fear Nice Try Just A Mat-ter Of Time It's A-no-ther Lie When The Fi re Turns Cold Who's Here It Sure Looks Like It's Me Clo-ser To The Source Of My Pain Mir-ror Knows Oh I'm Not My-self My God What Have You Done All The Me-mo-ries Of Them Keep Com-ing Home And The Night-mares Are Good So Good Will I ev-er Wake Up? Am I Here Right Now? Was The Ques-tion Too Hard? Dad Was Right He Said Night-mares Are Good Mom-my Am I Dead Now Tell Me Why Do We?
