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