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Demons
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Demons was released on March 27, 2026 by Guaranteed Millions PS/ Def Jam as a part of the album Ask Me How I’ve Been
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Release DateMarch 27, 2026
LabelGuaranteed Millions PS/ Def Jam
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM148

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anella
Anella
Background Vocals
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Keyboards
Sam Hunter
Sam Hunter
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anella
Anella
Songwriter
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Songwriter
Madi Yanofsky
Madi Yanofsky
Songwriter
Jackson Nance
Jackson Nance
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Editing Engineer
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Elijah Marrett-Hitch
Elijah Marrett-Hitch
Mixing Engineer
Peter Fenn
Peter Fenn
Recording Engineer
Josh Gudwin
Josh Gudwin
Immersive Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
This beds gettin' crowded, ain't no room for me
I'll be on the couch so they got somewhere to sleep
If you came with instructions, I'd go back and read
This game of roulette ain't got no money for me
[PreChorus]
I only lose
Girl, it's always somethin' with you
I don't know what you tryin' to prove
But I know what you're tryin' to do
[Chorus]
So tell me you're leavin'
Half a bottle down, findin' every reason
Can't wait to point 'em out, you know every weakness
What cuts me the deepest
So you sink your teeth in, oh
I know what you're thinkin'
So get it off your chest till you feel like we're even
That liquor on your breath's doin' most of the speakin'
So I'll let you rip me in half, but this problem you have ain't with me
It's with your demons
It's with your demons
[Verse 2]
And I know when the night comes, you'll see me in someone
Get lost in an ocean where the skies pink and white
Been seein' red too long, so sing till the blues gone
Remember you left me without saying goodbye
[PreChorus]
Now you wanna ride with me
Took you out to every hole in the wall in my city
Bottles breakin' soundin' just like your name, them tires spinnin'
I can list about a hundred thousand ways this ends
But I'd rather pretend
[Chorus]
So tell me you're leavin'
Half a bottle down, findin' every reason
Can't wait to point 'em out, you know every weakness
What cuts me the deepest
So you sink your teeth in, oh
I know what you're thinkin'
So get it off your chest till you feel like we're even
That liquor on your breath's doin' most of the speakin'
So I'll let you rip me in half, but this problem you have ain't with me
It's with your demons
It's with your demons
Written by: Anella, Dave Cohen, Jackson Nance, Madi Yanofsky
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