I get to be devoted to him
I'm like his cherubim
Cherubim

I get to devote my life to him
I get to sing like the cherubim
I get to devote my life to him
I get to sing like the cherubim

Boy, every time I worship you
My mouth is filled with honey
Boy, as I build your throne
I feel myself growing
Sowing love into you is my job
Sowing love into you is my job
Anything else is a weak curse, oh

I get to devote my life to him
I get to sing like the cherubim
I get to devote my life to him
I get to sing like the cherubim

Boy, don't take your weight from me
Don't remove these moons from my chest
Boy, I need, I need, I need
I need your heaviness
Sowing love into you is my job
Making love to you is my job
Anything else is a weak curse
Weak curse, weak curse, weak curse

I get to devote my life to him (I love you so much)
I get to sing like the cherubim (I get to keep my mouth filled with you)
I get to devote my life to him (Oh, I love the taste of you)
I get to sing like the cherubim (Boy, you're so good to me, yeah)
I get to devote my life to him (Woah, you've been so cold)
I get to sing like the cherubim (Ever since I met you)
I get to devote my life to him (You've been so warm to me)
I get to sing like the cherubim (You've been generous and I love you for that)

I get to devote my life to him
I get to sing like the cherubim
I get to devote my life to him (Oh, you, oh, you)
I get to sing like the cherubim

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Josiah Wise