Cupid Carries a Gun

Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums

Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

I'm a coat of fists, dead and heartened spiders

Like two mangled crowns

Or the widest of the meanest coiled snakes

Folks said I look like death

Lived in the hotel of my eyes

Lives wide open like a whore

Painted spit from the Earth between her thighs

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

'Cause now, Cupid carries a gun

Now, now, Cupid, Cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums

Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

She had those crow black eyes

Starless but she fucks like a comet

Laid as still as a Bible and

It felt like revelations when I looked inside

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

Keep your halos tight

I'm your god or your guardian

Keep your halos 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, the witch drums

Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums