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I seek myself

Inside myself I can't find my own peace

Never known my own personality

Although I live in this fuckin' reality

When I hide between the trees

When I run down the hills

Shame of myself, I just can't believe it. Damn it!

I am PSYCHOPHENOMENON

I breath the coldest of airs

The taste of water that dripps from above

Beloved rain, and scarf of wind

Beautiful thing I can see when I'm looking at... you

Why don't you take my dazzling hand?

And touch my palm, my skin, my vein?

So weird it seems to you, and me

For me I am the star unknown

When I lay on the rug of leaves

When I feel humid clay inside my mouth

I ask myself: What tha fuck am I?

I am PSYCHOPHENOMENON