Liquid Blue - Faded

Sex On Fire

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
They're talking

And you
Your sex is on fire

The dark of the alley
The breaking of day
Head while I'm driving
Getting it while I'm driving

Soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dying

And you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's to 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, we're still the greatest
The greatest, the greatest

And you
Your sex is on fire
You
Your sex is on fire, mm

Consumed
With what's to transpire
And you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's to transpire

Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Caleb Followill, Michael Jared Followill, Cameron Matthew Followill, Ivan Nathaniel Followill
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