#kingdomofgiants #wayfinder #passenger #metalcore
My new cover of ‘Wayfinder’ by Kingdom of Giants. Download my tab in the link below and like and subscribe! All guitar parts are learned by ear.
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Tuning:
Drop G
Gear chain:
Schecter Hellraiser C7
Ibanez Frix6feah Iron Label
Ibanez six6fdfm Iron Label Blue Space Burst
Tube screamer
Marshall JVM205H
Laney IRT Ironheart 2x12 cabinet
Shure SM57
Pro Tools
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 we lost ourselves)
But it just got too steep (it just kept coming)
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
