| I'm waking up to ash and dust,
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| I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust,
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| I'm breathing in, the chemicals.
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| I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus.
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| This is it, the apocalypse, woah.
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| I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
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| (Enough) to make my systems blow
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| Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
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| Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
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| Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.
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| Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.
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| I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus.
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| This is it, the apocalypse, woah.
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| I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
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| (Enough) to make my systems blow
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| Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
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| Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
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| Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.
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| Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.
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| All systems go, sun hasn't died.
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| Deep in my bones, straight from inside.
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| I'm waking up, I'm waking up, I'm waking up
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| I feel it in my bones
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| (Enough) to make my systems blow
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| Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
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| Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
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| Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive.
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| Woah, woah, I'm radioactive, radioactive. |