YOU, ME, AND EVERYONE WE KNOW LYRICS

"Carolina Heat"

We're at the tip-top, yeah, we're not getting any better than this
I'm out of lines, 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 is 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 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 better than the rest

We're at the ground floor
It's not the failure

Your skin was appealing wallpaper
Now your skin is just peeling wallpaper
Your skin was appealing wallpaper
Your skin was appealing wallpaper
Now your skin is just peeling wallpaper
Your skin was appealing wallpaper
Now your skin is just peeling
Your skin is just peeling
Your skin was appealing wallpaper
Now your skin is just peeling wallpaper
Your skin was appealing wallpaper
Now your skin is just peeling
Your skin is just peeling
Your 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 better than the rest

Thanks to Krooper, Jeff for correcting these lyrics

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