Cupid Carries A Gun

Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
 Pound me the witch drums
 Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
 Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
 I'm the curled up fists
 Dead and hardened spiders
 Like two mangled crowns
 On the white heads of the meanest coiled snakes
 Folks say that I look like Death
 Lived in the hotel of my eyes
 Blinds wide open like a whore
 Paid in spit from that hearse between her thighs
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 Keep your halos tight
 I'm your god or your guardian
 Keep your halo tight
 One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine
 Because now
 Cupid carries a gun
 Now, now
 Cupid, Cupid carries a gun
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 Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
 Pound me the witch drums
 Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
 Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
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 She had those crow-black eyes
 Starless, but she fucks like a comet
 She laid as still as a Bible
 And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside
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 Keep your halos tight
 I'm your god or your guardian
 Keep your halo tight
 One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine
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 Keep your halos tight
 I'm your god or your guardian
 Keep your halo tight
 One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine
 Because now
 Cupid carries a gun
 Now, now
 Cupid, Cupid carries a gun
 Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
 Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
 Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
 Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
 Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
 Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
 Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
 Pound me the witch drums