Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drumsPound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujahI'm a coat of fists
Dead and hardened spiders
Like two mangled crowns
Or the widest of the meanest coiled snakesFolks said I
Look like death
Lived in the hotel of my eyes
Lives wide open like a whore
Painted in 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 mineBecause now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gunPound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drumsPound 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 insideKeep your halos tight,
I'm your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mineBecause now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gunPound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drumsPound me the witch drums
the witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
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