[Intro]
Checkmate on my mind, smoke in the air
These ivory towers don't seem to care
But I've got my moves planned out with flair
[Verse 1]
They told me "no" back in '21
Like pawns protecting what they've won
But this rook moves straight ahead
Through their games inside my head
Been studying patterns, watching the board
While they're playing politics, I'm keeping score
Straight lines, no diagonal praise
Been moving forward through these hazy days
[Chorus]
In this cold war of the mind
Moving pieces, killing time
They block my path, I change my game
Different route but still the same
Rook's Gambit, that's my style
Calculated all the while
No bishop's dance or knight's disguise
Just forward motion through their lies
[Verse 2]
Smoke-filled rooms and late-night blues
Paying dues while they refuse
To see the king is getting old
Their ivory tower's losing hold
My saxophone speaks what they won't hear
Been playing this game for many years
Each note's a move upon the board
Each phrase a battle in this war
[Bridge]
They thought they had me cornered then
But straight lines lead me home again
Through city nights and neon signs
I'm plotting moves and reading lines
[Chorus]
In this cold war of the mind
Moving pieces, killing time
They block my path, I change my game
Different route but still the same
Rook's Gambit, that's my style
Calculated all the while
No bishop's dance or knight's disguise
Just forward motion through their lies
[Outro]
Check and mate, that's what I say
While my saxophone leads the way
Through their rules and their decline
Straight ahead, I'm doing fine
Theo Nightshade - Rook's Gambit Lyrics
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English
[Intro]
Checkmate on my mind, smoke in the air
These ivory towers don't seem to care
But I've got my moves planned out with flair
[Verse 1]
They told me "no" back in '21
Like pawns protecting what they've won
But this rook moves straight ahead
Through their games inside my head
Been studying patterns, watching the board
While they're playing politics, I'm keeping score
Straight lines, no diagonal praise
Been moving forward through these hazy days
[Chorus]
In this cold war of the mind
Moving pieces, killing time
They block my path, I change my game
Different route but still the same
Rook's Gambit, that's my style
Calculated all the while
No bishop's dance or knight's disguise
Just forward motion through their lies
[Verse 2]
Smoke-filled rooms and late-night blues
Paying dues while they refuse
To see the king is getting old
Their ivory tower's losing hold
My saxophone speaks what they won't hear
Been playing this game for many years
Each note's a move upon the board
Each phrase a battle in this war
[Bridge]
They thought they had me cornered then
But straight lines lead me home again
Through city nights and neon signs
I'm plotting moves and reading lines
[Chorus]
In this cold war of the mind
Moving pieces, killing time
They block my path, I change my game
Different route but still the same
Rook's Gambit, that's my style
Calculated all the while
No bishop's dance or knight's disguise
Just forward motion through their lies
[Outro]
Check and mate, that's what I say
While my saxophone leads the way
Through their rules and their decline
Straight ahead, I'm doing fine
Checkmate on my mind, smoke in the air
These ivory towers don't seem to care
But I've got my moves planned out with flair
[Verse 1]
They told me "no" back in '21
Like pawns protecting what they've won
But this rook moves straight ahead
Through their games inside my head
Been studying patterns, watching the board
While they're playing politics, I'm keeping score
Straight lines, no diagonal praise
Been moving forward through these hazy days
[Chorus]
In this cold war of the mind
Moving pieces, killing time
They block my path, I change my game
Different route but still the same
Rook's Gambit, that's my style
Calculated all the while
No bishop's dance or knight's disguise
Just forward motion through their lies
[Verse 2]
Smoke-filled rooms and late-night blues
Paying dues while they refuse
To see the king is getting old
Their ivory tower's losing hold
My saxophone speaks what they won't hear
Been playing this game for many years
Each note's a move upon the board
Each phrase a battle in this war
[Bridge]
They thought they had me cornered then
But straight lines lead me home again
Through city nights and neon signs
I'm plotting moves and reading lines
[Chorus]
In this cold war of the mind
Moving pieces, killing time
They block my path, I change my game
Different route but still the same
Rook's Gambit, that's my style
Calculated all the while
No bishop's dance or knight's disguise
Just forward motion through their lies
[Outro]
Check and mate, that's what I say
While my saxophone leads the way
Through their rules and their decline
Straight ahead, I'm doing fine
Writer: Ivan J.
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC