Camilo

Woke him up with a barrel to his head

His eyes shut tight, bracing for the blow

Resigning his life to the metal

Held in another man's hand

Twenty days in a concrete fallout

What life have I, to take your own?

Oh, my country won't you call out?

Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones

And from another land's war torn corners

To a prison cell in my own

Punish me for not taking your orders

But don't lock me up for not leavin' my home

Your words, just a bloody fallacy

A house of cards you painted white

Tried to recreate Normandy

But you made up the reason to fight

And now red oil is spillin' down on the street

And your eyes, so big for the belly is weak

Will you not refuse this currency?

Or is blood money just money to you?

Or is blood money just money to you?

Twenty days in a concrete fallout

What life have I, to take your own?

Oh, my country won't you call out?

Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones

And from another land's war torn corners

To a prison cell in my own

Punish me for not taking your orders

But don't lock me up for not leavin' my home

Twenty days in a concrete fallout

What life have I, to take your own?

Oh, my country won't you call out?

Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones

And from another land's war torn corners

To a prison cell in my own

Punish me for not taking your orders

But don't lock me up for not leavin' my home

Camilo, Camilo

Leavin' my home

Camilo, Camilo