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The Butterfly Effect

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Сингл выпущенный перед основным альбомом «The Butterfly Effect» в 1999 году
Композиции:

1. Soulsick
2. Butterfly FX
3. Can’t Bee

Лирика

1. Soulsick

I am only real at places I can not be

My right hand rebels and chops off the left
(the) hairy ape walks into stage
he tries to stay erect

the one who never slept
in order to be perfected
the arrogance of their hands
the joy of the regret

soulsick- good at things I never did

soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but relieved
soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but believed

I am only real at places I can not be
Dead liquid vigilant
Implanted into my sleep

The one who never slept
The one who stays erect
The one who is perfect
The one I do reject

soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but relieved
soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but believed

soulsick- good at things I never did

I am only real at places I can not be

Soulsick but skindeep
Iґm not real, just believed in

Soulsick but skindeep
Not real, just believe it

2. Butterfly FX

When I move
You move with me
I feed off you
You feast on me

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

Whereґs this small
dead hand that creeps me
I am biting it to its very bone
Collapsing with everything new on me
until it gets so very old

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

There is this third body
spinning fast
reducing me
into a relapse
with its criplled flaps
slow motion dims
sweetly parasited
by butterfly wings

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

All that is old is new again
(To be) each other spies
weґre condemned
Everything is everywhere
The butterfly effect

And what I see
You can not see
I will have to kill you
Before you kill me

3. Can’t Bee

Canґt bee your lover
Canґt bee that loveless
Canґt bee that healing rope , or anything
Canґt bee without you, the one or the other
Canґt even bee what you are for me
Canґt even bee your final solution
I hope I was your final pollution

Canґt bee your motion
Canґt bee that frozen
Canґt be those limbs you miss, or everything
Canґt bee the apocalypse, one or the other
Canґt live your life for you and for me

Canґt even bee your final pollution
I wish I was the heartbeat of your destruction

Canґt bee like you
Canґt bee that hateful
Canґt bee that cross to bridge, or just that thing
Canґt bee the insect stroke, the distracted love
Donґt dare to bee what you are for me

Canґt even bee your absolution
I pace at the rhythm of your consumption

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