| I’m down on my knees again
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| A call for my repentance
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| The war has taken over me
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| I beg for the forgiveness
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| The bullets ricochet, uh
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| I hear 'em when I sleep now
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| The blood is on my hands Lord
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| From man, woman, and child (A soldier from my country)
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| I’m a soldier from my country (A slave unto my gun)
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| But a slave unto my gun (The screams to echo louder)
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| The screams to echo louder (Kill, kill)
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| God, what have I become? |
| (Whoooa)
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| I pledge my allegiance
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| I left my family, a new born baby
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| To slay the enemy, the struggle for power
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| The lust, the fantasy
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| I trusted America, she took my sanity
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| Winds of change rollin' in
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| Take your love back again
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| I’m your fool, Amen
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| Just a bow for your violin
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| You played me
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| You made me your violin
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| She looks at her reflection
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| Eyes black and blue
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| She told them she would leave him
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| She says she was through
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| He took her from a small town
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| Showed her the big city life
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| He promised her the world
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| Then he made her his wife (He runs around town)
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| But he runs around town (Lies, lies)
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| He’s a cheater and a beater (She's sleepin' with the enemy)
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| She’s sleepin' with the enemy (No one believes her)
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| But no one believes her (Whoooa)
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| A diamond green, a glass of whiskey
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| The bottle of pain pills open and empty
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| She left a letter «to hell I send thee»
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| He brought home flowers, ashamed and guilty
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| Too late
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| Winds of change rollin' in
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| Take your love back again
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| I’m your fool, Amen
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| Just a bow for your violin
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| You played me
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| You made me your violin
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| Uh, you was like a rag
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| I’ve been washed up and dragged through the mud like a leaf
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| All my beefs and my loves
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| Take it up, take it down
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| Took a left, took a right
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| It’s the one to be found
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| To explain to me why
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| Why it was me that was brought to the edge of the cliff
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| 'Cause see this is not fair but why should you care?
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| The choices I’ve made
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| And mama, I swear that all can not be the fault of just me
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| I’ve tried to maintain my wants and my needs
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| To work and not see the changes I’ve strived for
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| A better life for my family I would die for
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| Take away everything from me
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| And ask why more?
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| Tell me to make a decision in front of five doors
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| There’s a prayer I’m saying 'Why lord?'
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| Send me to a war without a sword
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| I’ll fight and fight more
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| I’ll travel along road
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| 'Cause I’m just a violin
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| My life is another cord
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| 'Cause I’m just a violin
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| My life is another cord
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| You made me your violin
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| You played me violin
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| You made me your violin |