The New Hitmakers: How Social Media Is Rewriting The Rules Of Music Discovery
Chris Page - 05 Jun 2026
Scabs Demons
I feel her presence I've seen her shadow late at night Heard her breathing Sending shivers down my spine Come the morning It'll be alright There must be demons Playing voodoo tricks with my heart There must be demons Casting demon spells Touch her fingers Fragrant perfume fills the air Her spirit lingers I wake to find there's no one there There must be demons Playing voodoo tricks with my heart There must be demons Casting demon spells If I'm dreaming Draw the blinds and let me sleep Tell ya something Dreams are thoughts that run too deep Frozen image Secrets that we keep There must be demons Playing voodoo tricks with my heart There must be demons Casting demon spells
