[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.