Luyện nghe bài hát Cupid Carries A Gun

Pound me the drums, the witch drums
Pound me the witch
me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better for hell, not hallelujah

I'm a coat of fists, dead and spiders
Like two mangled crowns or the widest of the meanest snakes
Folks I look like death
in the hotel of my eyes
Lives wide open like a
Painted in spit from the between her thighs

Keep your tight
I'm your god or your
Keep halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in
now, cupid carries a gun
Now, now, cupid, cupid a gun

Pound me the witch drums, the drums
Pound me the witch
Pound me the witch drums, the drums
Better pray for hell, not

She had those crow black
Starless but she fucks like a
as still as a bible
And it felt like revelations when I inside

Keep your halos
I'm your god or your
your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in

Keep halos tight
I'm your god or guardian
Keep halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the hand in mine

Because now, cupid, a gun
Now, now, cupid, cupid a gun

Pound me the witch drums, the witch
Better pray for hell, not

Pound me the witch drums, the witch
pray for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums, the drums
Better for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums, the drums
me the witch drums