歌词
[Verse 1]
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.
[First line of Verse 2]
I'm a coat of fists....
The folks and i look like death.
Leaving the hotel on my mind...
She had those crow black eyes,
Starless,
but she fucks them.
Like a comet....
The bottle fell like revelations..
[Part Of the Chorus]
One hand is shaking, and the other hand is mine.
Because now, Cupid Carries A Gun.
Now, Now.
Cupid, Cupid Carries A Gun.
[Verse 1]
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.