Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Atha
Michael Atha
Drum Programming
Caleb Owens
Caleb Owens
Acoustic Guitar
Lindsay Smith-Trostle
Lindsay Smith-Trostle
Cello
Zach Casebolt
Zach Casebolt
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Brice
Lee Brice
Composer
Michael Atha
Michael Atha
Composer
Caleb Owens
Caleb Owens
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yelawolf
Yelawolf
Producer
J. Jonsin
J. Jonsin
Mixing Engineer
Leland Elliott
Leland Elliott
Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Niko Marzouca
Niko Marzouca
Mixing Engineer
Robert Marks
Robert Marks
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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
(A solider from my country)
I'm a soldier from my country
(But a slave unto my gun)
But a slave unto my gun
(The screams that echo louder)
The screams that echo louder
(Kill, kill)
God, what have I become?
I pledge my allegiance
I left my family, a newborn baby
To slay the enemy, the struggle for power
The lust, the vanity
I trusted America, she took my sanity
[Verse 2]
Winds of change rollin' in
Take your love back again
I you fool, amen
Just a bow for your violin
You played me
You made me your violin
[Verse 3]
She looks at her reflection
Eyes black and blue
She told the 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
(He run around town)
But runs around town
(Lies, lies)
He's a cheater and a beater
(She's sleepin' with the enemy)
She's sleepin' with the enemy
(No one believes her)
But on one believes her
A diamond ring, a glass of whiskey
The bottle of pain pills open and empty
She left a letter, to hell I send thee
Brought home flowers, ashamed and guilty
Too late
[Verse 4]
Winds of change rollin' in
Take your love back again
I you fool, amen
Just a bow for your violin
You played me
You made me your violin
[Verse 5]
Used like a rag
I've washed up and dragged through the mud like a leaf
All my beefs and my loves take it up, take it 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, see, this is not fair, but why should you care?
The choices I've made are mine, but I swear
That all cannot be the fault of just me
I've tried to maintain my wants and my needs
To work and not see the changes I strive for
A better life for my family I would die for
Take away everything from me and ask why more
Tell me to make a decision in front of five doors
There's a prayer and I'm saying, why Lord?
Send me to war without a sword
I'll fight and I fight more
I'll travel the long road
'Cause I'm just a violin, my life is another chord
You played me
'Cause I'm just a violin, my life is another chord
You made me your violin
You played me
(Violin)
You made me your violin
Written by: Caleb Owens, Lee Brice, Michael Atha
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