Lyrics Sex on Fire - Overstreet

Sex on Fire

Lay where you’re laying
Don’t make a sound
I know they’re watching
Watching
All the commotion
The kiddie like play
It has people talking
Talking
You
Your sex is on fire
The dark of the alley
The breaking of day
Head while I’m driving
I’m driving
Soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you’re dying
You’re dying
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what’s to transpire