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
They're talking
You, Your s** is on fire
Dark of the alley
The breaking of day
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 s** is on fire
Consumed
With what's 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
You, Your s** is on fire
You, Your s** is on fire
Consumed
With what's to transpire
And you
Your s** is on fire
Consumed
With what's to transpire