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

All [bad word] 
the kiddie like play 
Has people talking 
Talking 

You 
Your  is on fire 

The dark of the alley 
The break of the 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  is on fire 
Consumed 
With what's just transpired 

Hot as a fever 
Rattling bones 
I could just taste it 
Taste it 

But it's not forever 
But it's just tonight 
Oh we're still the greatest 
The greatest 
The greatest 

You 
your  is on fire 

You 
Your  is on fire 

Consumed 
With what's just transpired 

And You 
Your  is on fire 

Consumed 
With what's just transpire