Help Matthew please
I'm down on my knees
I don't know when this chariot stops
Or who will get on
I'm concerned with what has not become

Lord, call on me
The tribes changed it's creed
Won't you fake it and play along
With all your misty friends
They're the ones who'll stab you in the end

Hey, where's the fun
Consume what I shun
I hope that you'll rethink this in a while

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