COLUMBIAN MANICURE

COLUMBIAN MANICURE Verse 1 Down by the border where the dust clouds roll, Every whisper carries a story untold. Men in the shadows, chasing power and gold, Trading fear for favors, selling pieces of their soul. Pre-Chorus Some folks talk with money, some with a loaded stare, Some leave a warning hanging in the desert air. When secrets become currency and trust begins to blur, They call it a Colombian Manicure. Chorus A Colombian Manicure, that’s what the old folks say, When fear does the talking and truth gets pushed away. Where silence has a price and every rumor can endure, In the darkness of a Colombian Manicure. Verse 2 Mama said, “Son, keep your conscience clean, The fastest road to fortune ain’t always what it seems.” I’ve seen good men disappear chasing crooked dreams, Caught between the headlines and the spaces in between. Pre-Chorus The wind knows every secret that the mountains ever heard, The guilty hide behind a smile, the innocent behind a prayer. When people lose their mercy and hearts become obscure, You hear the tale of a Colombian Manicure. Chorus A Colombian Manicure, that’s what the old folks say, When fear does the talking and truth gets pushed away. Where silence has a price and every rumor can endure, In the darkness of a Colombian Manicure. Bridge But I won’t bow to terror, I won’t sell my name, I’d rather walk through hardship than live a life of shame. The truth may travel slowly, but it always finds the door, And fear can’t rule forever anymore. Final Chorus A Colombian Manicure, a warning from the past, A lesson that reminds us no empire ever lasts. When justice rides the sunrise and hope begins to cure, The shadows fade from the Colombian Manicure. Outro So if you’re standing at that crossroads, wondering what is pure, Choose the light and leave behind the Colombian Manicure.