Butch Walker - Atlanta
‘Born from hippies in 1969, I was bored by 1992. I walked into a recruitment office they said “son we’ve been looking for you”. Discharged from the gulf war the very same year, came home with a carton or two of cigarettes, mixtapes, and bullets from a gun my dead best friend never did use.
Oh Atlanta please need me, like I needed you. Let your sweaty embrace open wide. ‘Cuz Atlanta I’ve fallen like some people do, and I need all your ground to survive. ‘Cuz Atlanta I’m smothered like some people get, and I need all your air to survive.
Wasted, downtrodden, and lonely in vain, I cried myself to sleep at the sight of the old shopping center where we used to ride - now condos as sterile as I. I bought an old airstream for 3000 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.’
Fuckin love @maybeitsjustme butch walker