101 - Portico/Joe Newman As I lay lying to the limit of my chain I stand and pivot a perfect circle Mauve midnight blue brown and purple Your fading gift that remains With a temperature of 103 That's a temperature my cheek can leave G A S O L I N E G A S O L I N E G A S O L I N E G A S O L I N E Though my fever so captive for so long Somersaults underwater Or walking through the ground as lava With a temperature of 103 That's a temperature my cheek can leave Forgive and shut up ratchet it up once again A soul now entered my fear monger 3 legged hounds lead in hunger By the cover than we With a temperature of 103 The three beasts are released on me See me run they dance I fall we sing See me run they dance I fall we sing Now alhough I know nothing is so G As o l i n e See me run they dance I fall we sing See me run they dance I fall we sing Now alhough I know nothing is so G A S O L I N E G A S O L I N E G A S O L I N E编辑于2021/04/16更新