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

I'm a coat of fists, dead and spiders
Like two mangled crowns or the widest of the coiled snakes
said I look like death
Lived in the of my eyes
Lives open like a whore
Painted in spit from the earth her thighs

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

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

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

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

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

now, cupid, carries a gun
Now, now, cupid, cupid a gun

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

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

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

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