Luyện nghe bài hát Cupid Carries A Gun [Explicit]

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

I'm a of fists, dead and heartened spiders
Like two mangled crowns or the widest of the meanest coiled
Folks said I like death
Lived in the of my eyes
Lives wide open like a
Painted in spit from the earth between her

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

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

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

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

Keep your halos
I'm your god or your
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 drums
pray for hell, not hallelujah

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

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

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