Lee Brice

Violin


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I'm down on my knees again
A call for my repentance
The war has taken over me
I beg for the forgiveness
The bullets ricochet uh
I hear 'em when I sleep now
The blood is on my hands Lord
From man, woman, and child
I'm a soldier from my country
But a slave unto my gun
The screams to echo louder
God, what have I become?
I pledge my allegiance
I left my family, a new born baby
To slay the enemy, the struggle for power
The lust, the fantasy
I trusted America, she took my sanity

Winds of change rolling in
Take your love back again
I your fool, Amen
Just a bowl for your violin
You played me
You made me, your violin

She looks at her reflection
Eyes black and blue
She told them she would leave him
She said she was through
He took her from a small town
Showed her the big city life
He promised her the world
Then he made her his wife
But he runs around town
He's a cheater and a beater
She's sleeping with the enemy
But no one believes her
A diamond green, a glass of whiskey
The bottle of pain pills open and empty
She left a letter "to hell I send thee"
He brought home flowers, ashamed and guilty
Too late

Winds of change rolling in
Take your love back again
I your fool, Amen
Just a bowl for your violin
You played me
You made me, your violin

Uh, you was like a rag
I've been washed up and dragged through the mud like a thief
From all the beefs and my love, take it up, take a down
Took a left, took a right, there's no one to be found
To explain to me why
Why it was me that was brought to the edge of the cliff
'Cause this is not fair but why should you care?
The choices I've made of mine but I swear that all can not be the fault of just me
I've tried to maintain my wants and my needs
To work and not see the changes I've strived for
A better life for my family I would die for
Taking away everything from me
And that's why more
Tell me to make a decision in front of five doors
As I'm praying, I'm saying 'Why lord?'
Send me to a war without a sword
I'll fight and I'll fight more
I'll travel along road
'Cause I'm just a violin
My life is another cord
You played me
'Cause I'm just a violin
My life is another cord

You made me, your violin
You played me
You made me, your violin


Writer/s: Michael Wayne Atha, Lee Brice