forced, forced hand. the path you walk is littered with disease, destruction the force that makes you bleed, to see your fate, your inner beast awakes; weight of you conscious will break. quicksand appears the rout of all your fears, acceptance from your peer, stumbling behind, they´ve stigmatised your kind, and you´re scared to death of the hate in your mind. you´re face to face, with what you deserve, no peace of mind, when will you ever learn. force fed your existence your entire life, choking on the past ´til you go white. a hidden agenda, a basic need to trust is lost on your need to get a rush. I wish there was a way out, for you a glimmer of hope inside your soul. I can´t see past your ignorance, you´re scared to death of the hate in your mind. lock it inside. front up to, the fact your fake, manipulate and mistrust, yeah you take and you take. I can see right through, the smile and lies, turn your fucking back, and wave your goodbyes. your lack of class, your worthless existence, no one will ever miss. your lack of class, and what you turned into. a forced hand approach, that´s losing grip.