Blue Gate Etiquette

[Intro] Cliff wrong, horse mad, sky getting mean Exactly the kind of evening that tests self-esteem [Verse] Used to be you ate dirt for a bad decision Now the blue gate opens with better supervision Mounted, falling, swimming, wall-clinging too The world still says “yes” if you know what to do That’s not cheating, that’s survival with manners That’s “I would like to keep my bones and my planner” Some players die for the drama of staying I respect the theater I prefer still playing [Pre-Chorus] Don’t make a shrine of a doomed little plan If the route goes bad, use the route in your hand [Chorus] Blue gate, be decent Leave before you break The game loves nerve But it also loves a smart escape Blue gate, keep moving Save the big speech for later Nothing says “main character” Like surviving the crater [Verse] This land keeps receipts for stubborn mistakes And gravity’s one of its favorite snakes So blink through the trouble, circle back clean A tactical retreat still counts on this screen [Bridge] [Break] Bass pulse, kick, one hanging chord [Outro] Cliff wrong, moon up, horse breathing white A clean exit can still win the night