Feelings Or None

It's called aggravation.
I don't need to live with it.
I'm calling up my emotions.
To put me in a perfect fit.

I don't wanna fight perfection.
It never comes my way.
I want to make the right selection.
Before my white turns to gray.

But the bullet sears with anger.
Fired out of a loaded gun.
Do I have anything?
Do I have feelings or none?

I'm a stranger to happiness.
Something I cannot find.
I see, as the years progress.
Something grows inside my mind.

Have I forgotten what meant most to me?
I might as well have been left to drown.
Or was this nightmare just a dream?
And Satan's trying to bring me down.

But the bullet sears with anger.
Fired out of a loaded gun.
Do I have anything?
Do I have feelings or none?

I can feel the anger.
Raging inside of me.
I can control my feelings.
I can try to be free.

Totally.
Emotionally free.

But the bullet sears with anger.
Fired out of a loaded gun.
Do I have anything?
Do I have feelings or none?

But the bullet sears with anger.
Fired out of a loaded gun.
Do I have anything?
Do I have feelings or none?
Do I have none?