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Born from hippies back in '69 I was bored by 1992 I walked into a recruitment office a year before that Said 'son we've been waiting for you' Discharged from a Gulf War the very same year I came home with a car and a tomb Of cigarettes and mixtapes and bullets from a gun That my dead best friend never could 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 down trodden along the hidden vein 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 3,000 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 Letras de cancionesAnd 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 that you never will Cause some become lovers because of sex And some, you know, they just become friends Heyyyy In our case, we just became bad at it all And 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 From Letras Mania