Psyche Black Panther

Searching for reasons
I hold the camera
Up to the light
The picture´s changing
Something is moving
Slipping into the night

It´s the black panther
Coming out from inside
It´s the black panther
Holding me down I´m paralyzed

Screeching the tires
Cheap advertisements
Got me into its sights
An abstract instinct
And the urges can´t be denied