Feeling low, kicking stones, watering the hole

The daily grind antagonizing on your wired soul

So you go to the show with the rowdy crowd

Time to let it out

Sweaty bodies bounce in all directions

Electrified you seek the motion

In the pit with ricochet moves

Chaotic dance revitalizes you

But what had happened next came to everyone’s great surprise

Despite the flailing limbs of the discordant pantomimes

An elbow (or a fist) catches you between the eyеs

Who turned out the lights?

When you comе to

Everyone’s still there

A strained voice

“you good?” echoes in your ear

Lifted to your feet, you nod and grin

Shake it off and you’re back in the fray again

You’ve happened on your second chance

Everyone stand back, let that kid hardcore dance