Crisis of Faith

Lack of faith mortally wounded me… It sent me into a spiritual spiral that lasted me all of eternity. So nowadays I’m gun-shy. Can’t let too many haters get too close to me. They could be like ghosts to me, haunting me nightly. Whatever they got to say, they had better tell it to me nice and softly. The Lord HAD mercy … supposed to be a man of peace. So keep your ear to the street and hear what you speak … ‘Cause I see dead people.