Carolina Heat by You, Me, and Everyone We Know (Lyrics) - Video
PUBLISHED:  May 08, 2011
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We're at the tip-top
Yeah, we're not getting any better than this
I'm out of line
Girl, we're not getting any smoother than this
So could you blame me if I, if I, if I
Took you all for prisoner with just one line,
One lie, because
I'll be the preacher to all his converts
Donate now to my rightful cause
But what good is a quick healing to go
If the lesson's never learned
It's just like stitches for show

They say the Carolina heat isn't something that
Keeping a cool head can beat
But don't discount their winter winds
And all the cold shoulders that the
Slightest draft lets in.
And with empty stomachs and hungry eyes
Our only choice was to swallow pride
But I guess,
I guess you just ate much better than the rest

We're at the ground floor
But our numbers, they only get
Higher from here
It's not the failure,
But the cost of success is
The thing I can't help but fear
This isn't righteous
It's a mid-life crisis
I'm not compelled, you just convinced me to write this
It's for the greater good,
'Cause I'd rather be great than good

They say the Carolina heat isn't something that
Keeping a cool head can beat
But don't discount their winter winds
And all the cold shoulders that the
Slightest draft lets in.
And with empty stomachs and hungry eyes
Our only choice was to swallow pride
But I guess,
I guess you just ate much better than the rest

You're skin was a peeling wallpaper
Now you're skin is just peeling wallpaper
You're skin was a peeling wallpaper
You're skin was a peeling wallpaper
Now you're skin is just peeling wallpaper
You're skin was a peeling wallpaper
Now you're skin is just peeling,
You're skin is just peeling
You're skin was a peeling wallpaper
Now you're skin is just peeling wallpaper
You're skin was a peeling wallpaper
Now you're skin is just peeling,
You're skin is just peeling,
You're skin is just peeling off

They say the Carolina heat isn't something that
Keeping a cool head can beat
But don't discount their winter winds
And all the cold shoulders that the
Slightest draft lets in.
And with empty stomachs and hungry eyes
Our only choice was to swallow pride
But I guess,
I guess you just ate much better than the rest
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