Another Friday where the freaks hide Another venue where we can unwind We´re all waiting for, the lights We’re all waiting for, the fight
We´re only waiting for the mosh pit We´re only waiting for
Kicking and screaming Breaking down Feels like I’m dreaming When I´m in the crowd Thrashing, with the drums crashing We are all black sheep Who just want to be
We´re only waiting for the mosh pit We´re only waiting for
My clothing drenched in cigarette smoke Tattoos covering arms like walls Black jeans and a band tee cover me Now it´s just a memory leaving me
We´re only waiting for the mosh pit We´re only waiting for