| There is no use to holler, no use to cry
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| 20 pounds of curses came to visit me tonight
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| Song for all the cuts, blankets for the cold
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| Prayers to keep the devil far away from those I love
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| And there were red violins playing in my dreams
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| One for me and two for me and one at Jesus' feet
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| And one I only reach to for sympathy
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| And if you want it then you want it
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| For when you’re falling on your knees
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| I’ve seen you howling now and foaming at the mouth
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| I’ve seen you fall and fail in need
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| All them red violins playing you to sleep
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| Chariots swing low if you come for me
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| Ain’t it now the strangest how we call on for relief?
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| And look at all these people clapping steady to the beat
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| An ambulance is on their way to me
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| So if you wanna then you wanna
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| Everybody pays the price to feed
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| And since you’re howling now, you’re foaming at the mouth
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| And since you struck right off your feet
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| I play red violins and you are now my existence
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| You’re a part of that which still remains
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| And you’re lingering like fingered strings
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| I’ve seen you called on the field of pain
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| On red violins, on red violins
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| And if you wanna then you wanna
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| Can’t you see me crawling at your feet?
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| You see me howling now, I’m foaming at the mouth
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| Come on and grieve for my disease
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| There were red violins playing in my dreams
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| There were red violins playing in my dreams
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| There were red violins, there were red violins
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| There were red violins, there were red violins playing in my dreams |