Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
In his hands
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
In his hands
Oh what a violent game, stole but I still remain
Man, be my enemy, oh but he knows
My needs
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
In his hands
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Oh what a violent game, stole but I still remain
Man, be my enemy, oh but he knows
My needs, my needs
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
In his hands
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
In his hands
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
In his hands
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
Tremble tremble at the taste of
In his hands
Stole but I still remain, oh what a violent game
Man, be my enemy, oh but he knows
Stole but I still remain, oh what a violent game
Man, be my enemy, oh but he knows
My needs
My needs
My needs...
About This Song
"Violent Games" is a haunting exploration of toxic relationships and the loss of innocence, built around the central metaphor of love as a destructive game where vulnerability becomes weaponized. The repetitive, almost hypnotic lyrics about trembling "at the taste of innocence" suggest both desire and fear, while the narrator acknowledges being stolen from yet remaining resilient ("Stole, but I still remain"). Musically, the track exemplifies Poliça's signature sound of ethereal, heavily processed vocals layered over minimalist electronic beats and live drums, creating an atmosphere that's simultaneously dreamy and unsettling. The song's sparse arrangement and Channy Leaneagh's distorted, otherworldly vocals give it a ghostly quality that perfectly matches the album's title "Give You the Ghost." This track stands out as a compelling example of how electronic indie-pop can convey complex emotional trauma through both lyrical repetition and sonic texture, making the listener feel the disorienting cycle of an unhealthy dynamic.
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