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[Verse 1] 
Flickers of you haunt these shattered halls
Cold light through blinds, I’m drowning in the fall
Whispered secrets echo where we once lay
Now shadows choke the words I couldn’t say

[Pre‑Chorus] 
Rou, I’m tethered to the ghost of what we were
Fractured hopes in every silent blur

[Chorus] 
This cruel game stole the warmth right from my veins
Rou, your name’s a blade I chase through endless rain
I’m broken on the edge of wanting you again
Lost in the ache, I’m bleeding for Rou

[Verse 2] 
Night air tastes of all the things we lost
Your absence like a knife, it cuts across
I trace your name in frost upon my skin
Each letter burns a wound I’ll never mend

[Pre‑Chorus] 
Rou, your echo’s all that stirs my hollow heart
I’m falling into pieces torn apart

[Chorus] 
This cruel game stole the warmth right from my veins
Rou, your name’s a blade I chase through endless rain
I slip beneath the weight of all I can’t contain
Drowning in the ache, I’m bleeding for Rou

[Bridge] 
Walls close in on truths we left unsaid
If tears could ransom, I’d pay with every breath
Rou, I’d walk through fire just to feel you near
But fear remains the final voice I hear

[Final Chorus]
This cruel game stole the warmth right from my veins
Rou… your name’s the echo in my hollow frame
And I’ll wait in darkness, hoping you remain
The ghost I’m still bleeding for — Rou.





"Cruel Game" is a searing exploration of love’s lingering ache, set in the buoyant yet bittersweet key of B major. Clocking in at 138 BPM, this track harnesses a lively, pulsating rhythmic drive that channels raw emotional energy. Gritty guitar riffs burst against a backdrop of disciplined drumming, instantly immersing the listener in an urgent sonic landscape where vulnerability collides with defiant resilience.

From the opening lines—“Flickers of you haunt these shattered halls”—the song paints a vivid picture of a love long fractured. The imagery of shattered halls and cold light filtering through blinds evokes a tangible sense of loss, while the metaphorical language transforms everyday moments into poignant memories. Each verse builds on this foundation, detailing the scars of an absent lover whose name, Rou, becomes both a haunting echo and an aching talisman.

In the pre-chorus, the repeating plea—“Rou, I’m tethered to the ghost of what we were”—serves as a powerful emotional pivot. The repetition works like a heartbeat, intensifying the sense of longing and underscoring the inescapable pull of memories. It’s the moment where determination meets despair, and each word resonates with the duality that alternative rock often thrives on.

The chorus explodes with emotional catharsis: lines such as “This cruel game stole the warmth right from my veins” capture the brutal cost of loving and losing. The lyrics blend with vibrant yet raw instrumental swells, crafting a sonic tapestry that is equal parts aggression and fragility. The energetic strumming, punctuated by driving percussion, propels the chorus forward, echoing the relentless pursuit of an elusive past that can never fully be reclaimed.

A brief respite in the bridge offers a reflective pause, where the tension is momentarily diffused by introspective phrasing. Here, the music softens, allowing the vulnerability and honesty of the lyrics to shine as a quiet counterpoint to the storm of emotion. This tender interlude paves the way for the final chorus, where the repeated invocation of Rou transforms into an anguished mantra—a lasting imprint of love’s indelible scars.

Overall, "Cruel Game" is a dynamic and impassioned alternative rock track that deftly balances rawness with melodic sophistication. It invites listeners on a visceral journey through the ruins of memory and the pain of an unattainable past, making every chord and every lyric a testament to the relentless, bittersweet pull of love.




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