Sex On Fire (Live)

Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching, they're watching
All the commotion
The kiddie-like play
Has people talking, talking

You, your sex is on fire

The dark of the alley
The breaking of day
The head while I'm driving, I'm driving
Soft lips are open
Knuckles are pale
Feels like I'm dying, you're dying

You, your sex is on fire
Consumed with the words you transpire

Hot as a fever
Rattling bones
I could just taste it, taste it
If it's not forever
If it's just tonight
Oh, it's still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest

You, your sex is on fire

You, your sex is on fire
Consumed with the words transpire

You, your sex is on fire
Consumed with the words you transpire



Credits
Writer(s): Jared Followill, Caleb Followill, Nathan Followill, Matthew Followill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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