Texty:
Poison

'm so sick and tired I can still remember your sound It is cut, cut, cutting me down Like slow poison Cut down like slow poison It's cutting me like slow poison

heath) You're just like poison (whoa whoa whoa) (repeat) [Chorus] You're just like poison Slowly moving through my system Breaking all of my defenses with time You're just like poison

got the poison I got the remedy I got the pulsating rhythmical remedy I got the poison I got the remedy I got the poison, I got the poison, I got the

Poison oak, some boyhood bravery When a telephone was tin can on a string And I fell asleep with you still talking to me You said, you weren't afraid

burn it's like picking poison it's so annoying I just wanna scream ooooh tell me where should I turn cause either way I crush and burn it's like picking poison

Let's see you try the water technique! Hai! Ha, ha! The sky is high, the cloud is low But my water technique is hard to think That the earth can absorb

through I must admit I wanted only you Your kisses left me restless when you said we'd never part Your lips are sweet as honey but there's poison in

peace Are my shelter and companion Order is my attitude Beauty and perfection are my attack False faces, fast company A night of thrills With no jealousy, no poison

better open wide, good people Call the chief, it has become my belief That your tongue is the weapon You cut what you reap with your poison Your poison Your poison Your poison