Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
They're watchingAll the commotion
The kiddie-like play
Has people talking
TalkingYou
Your sex is on fireThe dark of the alley
The breaking of the day
The head while I'm driving
I'm drivingSoft lips are open
Them nuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dyingYou
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpiredHot as a fever
Rattling bones
I could just taste it
Taste itIf it's not forever
If it's just tonight
Oh, it still the greatest
The greatest, the greatestYou
Your sex is on fireYou
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpiredAnd you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired
Composição: Caleb Followill / Jared Followill / Matthew Followill / Nathan Followill.
