Seraphim ft. King Itro & Chris Jaxon Lyrics

Joey Wannamaker born just south of Bakersfield

Just a freshman at Our Lady of the Virgin's Tears

Had a secret that he swore thsy he would never tell

Everyday at lunch he'd go and see Ms. Pimentel

She was oh so pretty and she always took the time

To show Joey how dot his t's and cross his eyes

They say the devil has a way of getting in your mind

They say that angels have a way to make you feel devine

Run run run from the Devil with the high heels on

One look into her eyes and you're gone

One taste and now the cat's got your tounge

You better run boy run boy

Pray pray pray pray

He forgives what you've done

But in her mind the games have just begun

She says she'll cleanse you of your sins like a seraphim, seraphim seraphim

Joey Wannamaker didn't have a lot of friends

Momma loved him but her nagging robbed his confidence

Never taught him how to stand his ground and face his fears

Momma did her best to always keep her Joey near

Its no wonder that young Joey fell right for the plot

When Ms. Pimentel asked him to touch her secret spots

They say the devil has a way of getting in your mind

They say that angels have a way to make you feel devine

Run run run

From the Devil with the high heels on

One look into her eyes and you're gone

One taste and now the cat's got your tounge

You better run boy run boy

Pray pray pray pray

He forgives what you've done

But in her mind the games have just begun

She says she'll cleanse you of your skns like a seraphim seraphi seraphim

Joey Wannamaker thought he was so deep in love

No one ever made him warm inside the way she does

He assumed that he would always be her number one

Till that one day when his mom was late to pick him up

Joey walked back in the school to maybe say whats up

When he noticed that her door was only slightly shut

He looked in and what he saw made him fall to his knees

She was giving special lessons to the football team

Run run run

From the Devil with the high heels on

One look into her eyes and you're gone

One taste and now the cat's got your tounge

You better run boy run boy

Pray pray pray pray

He forgives what you've done

But in her mind the games have just begun

She says she'll cleanse you of your suns like a seraphim, seraphim seraphim