Fierce Skin Desire

Rolling down the desert highway

Heat is rising off the blacktop

Wind is catching in your hair

We ain't ever gonna stop (hell yeah)

Gravity is losing its grip now

We are breaking through the ceiling

(push it further)

Topless desire under open skies

No rear view mirrors,

no compromise We run hot where the wild things go

Nothing left to hold us below

Dust is settling behind us Fuel is burning in the tank

We don't need no map or compass

Taking money to the bank (uh-huh)

Gravity

is

losing its grip now

We are breaking

through the ceiling

(faster, faster)

Topless desire under open skies

No rear view mirrors,

no compromise We run hot where the wild things go

Nothing left to hold us below

Topless desire (yeah)

Running through the fire