ATL - Butch Walker

Born from hippies back in 1969

I was bored by 1992

I walked into a recruitment office a year before that

They said «Son, we’ve been waiting for you»

Discharged from the Gulf War the very same year

I came home with a carton or two

Of cigarettes and mixtapes and bullets from a gun

That my dead best friend never did use

Oh Atlanta, please need me like I needed you

Let your sweaty embrace open wide

Cause Atlanta, I’m falling like most people do

And I need all your ground to survive

Wasted and downtrodden, only in vain

I cried myself blind at the sight

Of the old shopping center where we used to ride

Now condos as sterile as I

So I bought me an old Airstream for three thousand bucks

From a drug dealer I used to owe

And I thought to myself as I slept off a high

The irony is starting to show

Oh Atlanta, please need me like I needed you

Let your sweaty embrace open wide

Cause Atlanta, I’m falling like some people do

And I need all your ground to survive

Drove out to Asheville ‘cause that’s where you were

Where you married into money and pills

And I wanted so bad to be good with you now

But the fact is, I never will

Because some become lovers because of the sex

And some you know, they just become friends

In our case I just became bad at it all

And I never got good at it again

Oh Atlanta, please need me like I needed you

Let your sweaty embrace open wide

Cause Atlanta, I’m suffocating like some people do

And I need all your air to survive