(Kings Of Leon) Lay where you're laying (Kings Of Leon) 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 s** 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 s** 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 s** is on fire You Your s** is on fire Consumed With what's just transpired And You Your s** is on fire Consumed With what's just transpired