Moshpit

Music flowin' through my veins,

Just reach out and cause some pain.

A punch to the face and a knee to the jaw,

Heads hit heads, the weaker ones fall.

Pick 'em up, move 'em out,

Keep the pit going, don't quit now.

I wipe the blood out from my eye,

Then run back with a kamikaze cry.

Crack some heads, stomp some shins,

I can't wait 'til the music begins.

I'm the first one in, the last one out,

Moshing's what I'm all about.

If I don't git hurt it wasn't that good,

But Damn ya shoulda seen the other dude.