Sex On Fire
Jared Followill, Matthew Followill, Nathan Followill, Caleb Followill
Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
Mm, they're watching
All the commotion
The kiddie like play, uh
It has people talking, uh
Ah, talking
Oh, yeah
You
Your sex is on fire
The dark of the alley
The breaking of day
Head while I'm driving, mm
I'm driving
Soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dying
Ah, hey
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired
Hot as a fever, uh
Rattle of bones
I could just taste it, mm
Taste it
It's not forever
It's just for tonight
We're still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed, baby
With what's just transpired
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired
Yeah-yeah