In "Past Life" by Kingdom Of Giants, a love that feels ancient and inescapable keeps the heart awake while the body burns through numbness. The weight of waiting kills slowly, and the ache sharpens into a precise wound, not an accidental cut, because leaving would be deliberate. Blaming love songs for false hope, the longing circles back to California and to a face that feels known from before this life. The final confession admits the heart already belongs to the one being mourned.
Past Life Lyrics by Kingdom Of Giants
Feel the weight
It kills me slowly
So I can’t wait for you
Forget my name
Consistent floating
Through all the pain
How can this be right?
Blame it on the love songs
Wasting all the light
While chasing every new dawn
Always cold inside
Burning on the outside
Keep me up at night
Like I knew you in a past life
How can this be right?
I think I know
And now I think I know the difference
Between a cut and an incision
One without intention the other with precision
I could have done things different
Cut corners and count my blessings
Take me back to California
And show me how to feel
Feel the weight
It kills me slowly
So I can’t wait for you
How can this be right?
Blame it on the love songs
Wasting all the light
While chasing every new dawn
Always cold inside
Burning on the outside
Keep me up at night
Like I knew you in a past life
How can this be right?
If only I could quit
Quitting at the first threat
If I could control it
And lean into deflect
That’s only half of it
The acid on your lips
How can I pretend that my heart isn’t yours when it is?
How can I pretend that my heart isn’t yours?
How can this be right?
Blame it on the love songs
Wasting all the light
While chasing every new dawn
Always cold inside
Burning on the outside
Keep me up at night
Like I knew you in a past life
How can this be right?
How can I pretend that my heart isn’t yours?
How can I pretend that my heart isn’t yours when it is?
