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 coat of fists, and heartened 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 between her thighs

Keep your halos
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
me the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums, the witch
Better pray for hell, not

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

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

your halos tight
I'm god or your guardian
Keep your halo
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
pray for hell, not hallelujah

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

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

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