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