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Track: Wayfinder
Artist: Kingdom Of Giants
Album: Passenger

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Name: Kingdom Of Giants
Spotify Genres: metalcore, post-hardcore, djent, deathcore
Followers: 130,723
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Kingdom Of Giants is a six-piece modern metalcore band based in California.

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Release: Kingdom Of Giants - Passenger
Year: 2024
Genres: Rock
Styles: Metalcore

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LYRICS

Going off the rails
You know we got too deep
Can't see what's right in front of me
Can't even sleep
I know we gave it hell
But it just got too steep
Can't seem to find the relief
Waiting for my exit

Are we blindly searching for meaning of who we are?
We are passengers, the roads we take call us home
Life's so finite, caught in the headlights, blink and you'll miss it
We are passengers, the roads we take call us home

Balance, white lines, erase me
I'm no stranger to misery
Sidewalks keep me from dreaming
Cannot sleep without the sound of the TV
I know we gave it hell (I know we gave it hell)
But we got too deep (But we got too deep)
Can't seem to find the real me
After the sunset

Are we blindly searching for meaning of who we are?
We are passengers, the roads we take call us home
Life's so finite, caught in the headlights, blink and you'll miss it
We are passengers, the roads we take call us home

Is it criminal if I rob myself of anything that's spiritual?
'Cause I'm nothing more than chemicals and attitude
What am I supposed to do? I'm not invincible (Invincible)
Is it too late to make a change?
Is it criminal if I rob myself of anything that's spiritual?
'Cause I'm nothing more than chemicals and attitude
Tell me, what am I supposed to do? I'm not invincible
Is it too late to make a change?

Are we blindly searching for meaning of who we are?
We are passengers, the roads we take call us home
Life's so finite, caught in the headlights, blink and you'll miss it
We are passengers, the roads we take call us home