Luyện nghe bài hát Cupid Carries A Gun [Explicit]

Pound me the witch drums, the witch
Pound me the drums
me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better for hell, not hallelujah

I'm a coat of fists, dead and spiders
Like two mangled crowns or the of the meanest coiled snakes
Folks said I look death
in the hotel of my eyes
Lives open like a whore
Painted in spit the earth between her thighs

Keep your halos
I'm your god or your
Keep your tight
One hand on the trigger, the hand in mine
Because now, carries a gun
Now, now, cupid, cupid a gun

Pound me the witch drums, the witch
me the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums, the witch
Better pray for hell, not

She had those crow black
Starless but she like a comet
Laid as as a bible
And it felt like revelations I looked inside

your halos tight
I'm god or your guardian
your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in

Keep your tight
I'm god or your guardian
your halo tight
One on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now, cupid, a gun
Now, now, cupid, carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums, the drums
Better for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums, the drums
Better for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums, the witch
Better for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums, the drums
Pound me the witch