Текст песни Camilo - Live - State Radio , Chadwick Stokes

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
One life about to take your own
Oh my country, won't you call out?
Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
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 leaving my home

Your world's just a bloody fantasy
A house of cards you painted white
You tried to recreate Normandy
But you made up a reason to fight

And now red oil is spilling down on the street
When 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
One life about to take your own
Oh my country, won't you call out?
Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
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 leaving my home, oh
Twenty days in a concrete fallout
One life about to take your own
Oh my country, won't you call out?
Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
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 leaving my home

Coming home, coming home
Leaving my home, coming home
Coming home
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah