Shedding Weathered Skin from Seven Keys to the Discomfort of Being

So tempting So inviting So poisonous So unique So damaging Still so desired So tempting And inviting Poisonous Yet still unique So damaging Still so desired As if I ever Knew any better Agitating me Magnetizing me Overdosing on Your proximity Paralyzing me Patronizing me Creeping through the cracks Of what's left of me Shedding weathered skin Rotting deep within Attraction bound Hands and feet That twist and turn And often bleed Carry me through thorns and mud Towards revolting bliss A promised land where suffering Is all the force that keeps you in The pleasure knowing you're a thing Keeping it all in Carry me through thorns and mud Towards revolting bliss Escape attempted, unaware I'll crawl back in there, let me in Illusions keep me fed and warm As I proceed to cave in