dimarts, 25 d’agost del 2009

Sex on fire




Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
They're watching

All the commotion
And killer pain
It has people talking
They're 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

The soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
It feels like you're dying
You're dying

And you
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words 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 it's still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest

And you
Your sex is on fire

You
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words to transpire

And you
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words to transpire