Lyrics:

Thanking God we’re not like the others
Poor, hungry, naked, blind
We’ve grown numb to the suffering of others
Made our peace with our kindness confined

It’s a fight for comfort
Whoever is bothered the least
It’s while people suffer
When will we ever lose sleep?

Rid our towns of this inconvenience
Our schedules of all that remind
We are no better than those on the defense
From our scoffing, mocking, kindness confined

It’s a fight for comfort
Whoever is bothered the least
It’s while people suffer
When will we ever lose sleep?

The Son of Man had no place to rest His head.

You say you're blessed but I'd say you're cursed
This life of wealth has only put you first
Look down on us while we fight to be
You have my pity while you pity me

It’s a fight for comfort
It’s while people suffer