
Date of issue: 03.03.2014
Song language: English
Radioactive (In the Style of Imagine Dragons) |
I’m waking up to ash and dust |
I wipe my brow and I sweat 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 — whoa |
I’m waking up, I feel it in my bones |
Enough to make my systems blow |
Welcome to the new age, to the new age |
Welcome to the new age |
Whoa, whoa — I’m radioactive, radioactive |
Whoa, whoa — I’m radioactive, radioactive |
I raise my flags, don my clothes |
It’s a revolution, I suppose |
We’re painted red to fit right in, whoa |
I’m breaking in, shaping up then |
Checking out on the prison bus |
This is it, the apocalypse — whoa |
I’m waking up, I feel it in my bones |
Enough to make my systems blow |
Welcome to the new age, to the new age |
Welcome to the new age, to the new age |
Whoa, whoa — I’m radioactive, radioactive |
Whoa, whoa — I’m radioactive, radioactive |
All systems go, the sun hasn’t died |
Deep in my bones, straight from inside |
I’m waking up, I feel it in my bones |
Enough to make my systems blow |
Welcome to the new age, to the new age |
Welcome to the new age, to the new age |
Whoa, whoa — I’m radioactive, radioactive |
Whoa, whoa — I’m radioactive, radioactive |