Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
WatchingAll the commotion
The kiddie like play
It has people talking
TalkingYou
Your sex is on fireDark of the alley
The breaking of day
Head while I'm driving
I'm drivingSoft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dyingYou
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
We're the ones, what's to transpireHot as a fever
Rattle of bones
I could just taste it
Taste itBut it's not forever
But it's just tonight
Oh we're still the greatest
The greatest
The greatestYou
Your sex is on fire
You,
Your sex is on fireConsumed
With what's to transpireAnd you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's to transpire
Songwriters
CALEB FOLLOWILL, JARED FOLLOWILL, MATTHEW FOLLOWILL, NATHAN FOLLOWILLPublished by
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