Getting uncontrollably jealous, who's making your fight beyond your capacity? With a sneer at the knight chipped away, the foe at hand pretends he didn't see
Hurting so much it won't be worth te effort. No good, time's up, it's game over On the black-and-white checkerboard, he cornered me and I didn't even notice
I see no opening for me. No excuse will do. Going down an endless well
Checkmate, It's done, I'm beat. It it all ends there, then god, for me, is out of question
Now, come on and fight, pull out the dictionary, crack open a program loaded for this ideological match When's it gonna end? --Well, that's not going to do! I understand so hard it hurts You know, it's frustration, it's futile, but I desire so much to be like you Down to the pawn that can only march foreward
With the loss of this last piece, shall we put an end to our little chit-chat And forsake the barenaked king, Declaring \"I don't want you anymore\"?
Unbearably crushed with frustration, wallowing in defeatism, another carry-over How many more times will this scenario repeat--already, it's seconds away from breakdown
Checkmate, would you stop pointing it out everytime? Goodbye to myself, even that is not permissible
But are you grinning? Are you enjoying this? In this incomprehensible daydream Who are you? What are you to me? I'm struggling for the words Still in its throes, the dream doesn't end. But I still challenge you Even if it's an ideal to never come true.
Fought to the end, at last I see. Here's the epilogue I've waited for so long It's almost over. Does this mean I win? Not so simple, I knew that
Just one more push, I'm not there yet. Even so, I desire for you Down to the pawn that can only march foreward If it's an ideal surely not too far away, then...