| Song | Butterflies |
| Artist | The Cult |
| Album | Dreamtime |
| The wild wide eye with her painted wing | |
| She crushed the gray boy | |
| Don't you know my selfishness was my suicide | |
| Her painted wing became my suicide, suicide | |
| The whole world did not start to cry | |
| They just got inside me | |
| And now they walk behind me | |
| They walk behind me | |
| They walk behind me | |
| Oh lord Like little dogs | |
| Like stony dogs, you know | |
| Stony dogs | |
| Stony dogs | |
| They walk behind me, oh lord | |
| They walk | |
| Behind me | |
| Behind me, oh lord |