Voodoo
Contemporary R&B and Pop fusion. Features a prominent sub-bass, crisp electronic drum kit with a sharp snare and tight hi-hats, and atmospheric synth pads. A clean electric guitar plays rhythmic, muted chords in the verses. Lead male vocals utilize a mix of chest voice and falsetto with modern pitch correction and light delay. The chorus introduces layered vocal harmonies and a brighter synth lead. 100 BPM, G minor, 4/4 time.
Voodoo
Contemporary R&B and Pop fusion. Features a prominent sub-bass, crisp electronic drum kit with a sharp snare and tight hi-hats, and atmospheric synth pads. A clean electric guitar plays rhythmic, muted chords in the verses. Lead male vocals utilize a mix of chest voice and falsetto with modern pitch correction and light delay. The chorus introduces layered vocal harmonies and a brighter synth lead. 100 BPM, G minor, 4/4 time.
Lyrics
[atmospheric synth pads, sub-bass pulse]
Yeah
Some people got a hold on you
'Fore you even notice
[Verse 1]
[muted electric guitar, electronic drum beat enters]
Red lights bleeding through the fog
2 AM outside the bar
Girl got smoke wrapped 'round her lips
Talking like she knows who you are
Whole room moving slow motion
Liquor mixed with bad emotion
Everybody dancing hypnotized
Like they're trying not to feel the night
And she moves like New Orleans rain
Gold rings and a switchblade chain
Got boys spending rent money fast
Just to keep her name attached
[Pre-Chorus]
[synth swells, bass intensifies]
I swear this city got voodoo
Pull you in and drain you dry
[Chorus]
[full electronic production, layered harmonies]
Voodoo
Midnight in my bloodstream
Blue lights and bad dreams
Everybody lost in the rhythm tonight
Voodoo
Heartbreak in designer shoes
Whole damn room confused
Dancing like nobody got something to lose
[Post-Chorus]
[vocal chops, driving beat]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Bridge]
[drums drop out, clean guitar and pads]
Hands up, eyes low
Voodoo
Can't tell friend from foe
Voodoo
Whole city moving like smoke
[Verse 2]
[beat returns, syncopated bass]
Phone screen glowing in the dark
Missed calls from my old life
Still pouring poison into plastic cups
Trying hard not to think twice
And the DJ keeps the baseline mean
While strangers fall in love for a week
Everybody chasing something holy
Through chemicals and neon heat
I've seen saints turn sinful fast
Cowboys blow through daddy's cash
Girls with halos made of chrome
Still feeling lonely going home
[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe this spell ain't on the city
Maybe it's on us
[Chorus]
[full energy]
Voodoo
Sunrise on the hotel floor
Still begging nightlife for more
Even when it leaves us hollow inside
Everybody selling souls for a little temporary glow
Funny how the high feels magic 'til the silence hits alone
[Outro]
[beat fades, atmospheric synths]
Voodoo
Hands up, eyes low
Voodoo
Can't tell friend from foe
Voodoo
Whole city moving like smoke