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Intro: D - F# - Bm - G Like Chaucer's Canterbury tales When three men find a pot of gold And kill another in the name of greed Some people are poison (Poison) Under my skin like opium And I'll stare in their eye to annoy them All they're poison Yeah, they're poison Admissions of liabilities I'm living in my own cold war In a room full of spies and I cannot find the door Some people are poison (poison) Under my skin like opium And I'll stare in their eye to annoy them All they're poison Yeah, they're poison The violent aspects of a tattered man Let me respond to that if I can Illuminated Manuscripts written by hand Accusations have been made form the very beginning Some people are poison Under my skin like opium And I'll stare in their eye to annoy them All they're poison Yeah, they're poison
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