I'm waking up to ash and dust
I'm wipe my brown and I sweet my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals
I'm breaking in shaping up
Then checking out on the prison bus
This is it the apocalypse, woah
I'm waking up I feel it in my bones
Enought to make system blow
Welcome to the new age, to do new age
Welcome to do new age, to do new age
Woah, woah (I'm)
Radioactive, radioactive
Woah, woah (I'm)
Radioactive, radioactive
I raise my flags cut ny clothes
It's a revolution I suppose
We'll paint it red to fit rigth in woah
I'm breaking in shaping up
Then checking out on the prison bus
This is it the apocalypse woah
I'm waking up I feel it in my bones
Enought to make system blow
Welcome to do new age, to do new age
Welcome to do new age, to do new age
Woah, woah (I'm)
Radioactive, radioactive
Woah, woah (I'm)
Radioactive, radioactive
All system go sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones straight from inside
I'm waking up I feel it in my bones
Enought to make system blow
Welcome to do new age, to do new age
Welcome to do new age, to do new age
Woah, woah (I'm)
Radioactive, radioactive
Woah, woah (I'm)
Radioactive, radioactive

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