I woke up at four, late at night, And the moon in the mirror was shining bright The whisper of darkness made me feel insecure and Suddenly you stood beside me again and again I want to swear get out of my mind I want to swear get out of my soul Disappear quickly cause I can't stand you Nomore, I can't stand stand stand you nomore Out of my mind and out of my soul I pushed away the blanked the pillow beside I washed my face with cold water And suddenly the voice ... Suddenly the voice on the radio cried: Get out of that nightmare! Get out of the dark! Leave the things behind you Be strong, tough and hard Two glasses of whisky. A fag or probably two The moonlight is switched off Forget her, forget her for sure I've got nothing to hide And no secrets to share With a knkowledge of wisdom I jump back to the cause of that nightmare And who is the angel, the devil, the poor And what's the bloody reason To feel so insecure Close your eyes, get it done, Smash the mirror, hit this song I've got, I've got I've got nothing, I've got nothing