Poison کے بول

Like chaucer's Canterbury tales When three men find a pot of gold And end up killing one another in the name of greed Some people are poison Under my skin like opium I'll stare in their eye to annoy them Well, they're poison Yeah, they're poison Admissions of liabilities I'm livin' in my own private cold war In a room full of spies And i can't find the door Some people are poison Under my skin like opium I'll stare in their eye to annoy them Well, they're poison Yeah, they're poison The violent aspects of the tattered man Let me respond to that if i can Illuminated manuscripts written by hand Accusations have been made from the very beginning Some people are poison Under my skin like opium I'll stare in their eye to annoy them Well, they're poison Yeah, they're poison Yeah, their fuckin'... poison