101 Songtext
von Portico Quartet

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
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 a s 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