[Verse:]
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Betta pray for hell, not hallelujah
I'm a Coat Of Fists, dead and hearted spiders
Like two mangled crowns on the wires of the meanings
Cold snakes, folks that'll lie, look like death
Live in a hotel of my eyes
Lies wide open like a whore paid
Spit from the hell's beat pedophile
[Chorus:]
Keep your halos tight
I'm your god or your guardian
Keep your halos tight
One hand on the trigger, and the other hand in mine
Because now, Cupid carries a gun
Now, now, Cupid Cupid carries a gun
[Verse 2:]
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Betta pray for hell, not hallelujah
She had those crow black eyes
Starless but she fucks like a comet
Laid and still as a bible
And felt like Revelations when I looked inside
[Chorus:]
Keep your halos tight
I'm your god or your gaurdian?
Keep your halos tight
One hand on the trigger, and the other hand in mine
Because now, Cupid carries a gun
Now, now, Cupid Cupid carries a gun
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