[Verse 1] The air sticks to my skin, the night breathes heavy and low. Atlanta hides the secrets that the daylight let go. Highways curl like scars the city never healed, cars slide by like thoughts I’m trying hard to keep concealed. [Chorus] Atlanta… you’ve got trap running through your streets, dreams too big for the pockets of the ones you meet. You shine, you cut, you lie, you speak true— you scratch my heart just enough to make me push through. [Verse 2] Midtown looks clean, like a well-dressed lie, two blocks down the silence gets inside. Old voices preaching peace still float in the air, choirs slipping through the walls like someone’s praying there. [Chorus] Atlanta… you’ve got trap running through your streets, and empty corners whisper when the night repeats. You’re soft, you’re cruel, you never pretend— you show who we are when we stop trying to defend. [Bridge] Trees watching over concrete bones, birds singing between the sirens’ drones. A city green but never calm— a storm that breaks you open like a healing balm. [Final Chorus] Atlanta… you burn with a heat that stays, your scar-roads winding through long lost days. You shake me open, you show me who I am— a raw, warm city where I break and begin again.
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