[Is_MAX_MODE: MAX](MAX) [QUALITY: MAX](MAX) [REALISM: MAX](MAX) [REAL_INSTRUMENTS: MAX](MAX) Title: Voodoo [Intro | New Orleans night ambience, distant thunder rumble, low ritual drone, sparse music-box keys, whispered vocal] Yeah Ohhh J. Boston She from New Orleans Got that midnight in her eyes I know I should leave But I pull up every time [Verse 1 | Minimal and eerie: deep sub-bass heartbeat pulse, sparse hand percussion, reversed piano notes, close intimate vocal] She got gris-gris hanging by the bed Red stains on her lips, I don't ask from what The sheets already turned down Like she planned all of this Got a cross on her chain But a spell in her kiss Every time I walk away I come right back to this She can lie to my face I still believe her She can break my heart I still need her I don't know what she done to me But it's down in my bones Every time I say I'm gone I lose control [Beat Drop | Drums slam in hard, chant-like background vocals swell] [Chorus | Full and heavy: pounding drums, deep 808s, layered chant backgrounds, commanding male vocal] Voodoo (She got that voodoo) She got that voodoo on me (On me, on me) Voodoo (I can't let go) Now I can't let go (No, no, no) She got my body coming back Even when my heart says no She got that New Orleans magic Wrapped around my name She can do me wrong And I still want the same Voodoo She got that voodoo on me I should leave that woman alone But I can't let go [Beat Drop | Everything cuts to a single heartbeat kick, vocal left exposed] [Verse 2 | Stripped and tense: heartbeat kick, low drone, sparse shaker, vocal right up front] She don't even say sorry She just call me late Say she miss how I touch her And I'm on my way I know she got secrets I know she work roots But when she close that door I'm under her again That Creole skin That southern drawl One look from her And I'd torch my whole life She bad for my peace But good for my weakness She know how to hurt me Then kiss it all better [Beat Drop | Drums crash back in, backgrounds rise] [Chorus | Full and heavy: pounding drums, deep 808s, layered chant backgrounds, commanding male vocal] Voodoo (She got that voodoo) She got that voodoo on me (On me, on me) Voodoo (I can't let go) Now I can't let go (No, no, no) She got my body coming back Even when my heart says no She got that New Orleans magic Wrapped around my name She can do me wrong And I still want the same Voodoo She got that voodoo on me I should leave that woman alone But I can't let go [Bridge | Breakdown: drums fall out, low drone and music-box keys, vocal half-whispered, mini beat drops between each "maybe" line] Maybe it's the way she move Maybe it's the way she lie Maybe it's the way she smile When she know I'm hypnotized Maybe it's that French Quarter rain Maybe she done wrote my name And burned it in a flame I try to run (But I come back) I try to leave (But I come back) I say I'm done (But I come back) Every time she call (I come back) [Biggest Beat Drop | Drums slam back darker and harder, full choir-like backgrounds] [Final Chorus | All male vocal, desperate and commanding, biggest production of the song] Voodoo (She got that voodoo) She got that voodoo on me (On me, on me) Voodoo (I can't let go) Now I can't let go (No, no, no) She got my body coming back Even when my heart says no She got that New Orleans magic Wrapped around my name She can do me wrong And I still want the same Voodoo She got that voodoo on me I should leave that woman alone But I can't let go [Outro | Everything strips to ritual drone and haunted soft vocal, thunder fading] She from New Orleans With that darkness in her soul I know she ain't good for me But I still lose control Voodoo She got that voodoo on me Voodoo And I can't let go [Fade to silence]
