[Hook]
Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
Pound me the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
[Verse 1]
I'm the curled up fists
Dead and hardened spiders
Like two mangled crowns
On the white heads of the meanest coiled snakes
Folks say that I
Look like d**h
Lived in the hotel of my eyes
Blinds wide open like a who*e
Paid in spit from that hearse between her thighs
[Chorus]
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
Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
She had those crow-black eyes
Starless, but she f**ed like a comet
She laid as still as a Bible
And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside
[Chorus]
[Hook]