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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zen Freeman
Zen Freeman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Followill
Caleb Followill
Songwriter
Nathan Followill
Nathan Followill
Songwriter
Jared Followill
Jared Followill
Songwriter
Matthew Followill
Matthew Followill
Songwriter

Lyrics

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
Consumed with what's to transpire
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 you're dying, you're dying
You, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
You, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
Written by: Caleb Followill, Jared Followill, Matthew Followill, Nathan Followill
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