The Worst from Solid 8 by The Smoky Mountain Sirens

Filled with desire, a quart of liquid fire
Follow me for a constant good time
A mess to be admired
Too soon to be desired
Knowing full damn well I'm in my prime

I don't trust myself as far as you can throw me
Cause I've thrown myself quite a few times
Under the assumption, controlled by my consumption
When in fact I had only been blind

Cause I'm all grown up with no place to go
I can't see straight or find my way home
Is it me? Is getting older cursed?
Is it you? Or am I just the worst?

Been reprimanding myself the only way I knew
Leaving consequence is all that's left to do
I don't wanna own up, I seldom feel free
Any freedom I get gets the best of me

Because I'm filled with desire, a quart of liquid fire
Follow me for an awkward good time
A mess to be admired
Passed time to be desired
Knowing full damn well: I'M PASSED MY PRIME!

Cause I'm all grown up with no place to go
I can't see straight or find my way home
Is it me? Is getting older cursed?
Is it you? Or am I just the worst?

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