Arthur W. Jeong, Rhythmcat
A, Am, E, Em, F, G, Gb
Deep in the deep in the deep in the swamp deep in the deep in the deep in the swamp
Deep in the deep in the deep in the swamp deep in the deep in the deep in the swamp
winding
driving flying crying
holding watching
riding hiding
Shadows grow when ghosts are lying, clutching close and tired of trying.
Slippery footing, foggy banks, ego hallucinations bring.
Sounds that are turning into things, growing unknowing that tigers scream.
When they're seen in their soul they display their fangs.