Sphere of Safety
I live here in my bubble, I don't want any trouble
I've been here for a long time and I like it this way
Got God up on a shelf, I'm fine here by myself
Go to church every week, but I don't hear a word you say
I can't feel your pain, this week I'm up for a raise
I tithe when people watch me, I'm doing fine, just let me be
Sir, you do not know the way, you are lost, have hell to pay
When you've not helped the least of these, you have not helped me
Radical walk, not complacent talk, you cannot turn back the clock
Now your sentence falls on thee, but it's from your mouth and not from me
Got a house up on a hill, a wife, two kids, yeah I get my fill
I live the American dream, for me things are what they seem
I'm content with all my things, I see my paycheck and my heart sings
I know right where I'm going is right where I am
I won't see the poor from my bubble, how can they live in such rubble?
I am much better than them, I've been freed from my sin
Sir, you do not know the way, you are lost, have hell to pay
When you've not helped the least of these, you have not helped me
Radical walk, not complacent talk, you cannot turn back the clock
Now your sentence falls on thee, but it's from your mouth and not from me
Mediocrity suits me fine, I've got plenty of time
I'm no worse than you, am I?
Three bucks of religion please, I don't want to get on my knees
I may be numb to God's voice, but I'm not alone
I live here in my bubble, I DON"T NEED YOUR TROUBLE
I've been here for a long time and I like it this way
I've been here for a long time and I like it this way
Got God up on a shelf, I'm fine here by myself
Go to church every week, but I don't hear a word you say
I can't feel your pain, this week I'm up for a raise
I tithe when people watch me, I'm doing fine, just let me be
Sir, you do not know the way, you are lost, have hell to pay
When you've not helped the least of these, you have not helped me
Radical walk, not complacent talk, you cannot turn back the clock
Now your sentence falls on thee, but it's from your mouth and not from me
Got a house up on a hill, a wife, two kids, yeah I get my fill
I live the American dream, for me things are what they seem
I'm content with all my things, I see my paycheck and my heart sings
I know right where I'm going is right where I am
I won't see the poor from my bubble, how can they live in such rubble?
I am much better than them, I've been freed from my sin
Sir, you do not know the way, you are lost, have hell to pay
When you've not helped the least of these, you have not helped me
Radical walk, not complacent talk, you cannot turn back the clock
Now your sentence falls on thee, but it's from your mouth and not from me
Mediocrity suits me fine, I've got plenty of time
I'm no worse than you, am I?
Three bucks of religion please, I don't want to get on my knees
I may be numb to God's voice, but I'm not alone
I live here in my bubble, I DON"T NEED YOUR TROUBLE
I've been here for a long time and I like it this way
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Writer(s): John Tunnell
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