Radioactive
I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow, 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, to the new age
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
I raise my flags, dye my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
Painted red to fit right in
I'm breaking in, shaping up
Then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse, no
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-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Postmodern Ju-Ju-Jukebox, baby
All systems go
The sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones
Straight from inside
All systems go
The sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones
Straight from inside
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, new, new, new-
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-
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
I wipe my brow, 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, to the new age
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
I raise my flags, dye my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
Painted red to fit right in
I'm breaking in, shaping up
Then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse, no
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-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Postmodern Ju-Ju-Jukebox, baby
All systems go
The sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones
Straight from inside
All systems go
The sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones
Straight from inside
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, new, new, new-
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-
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa-oh, whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Junior Grant, Daniel Wayne Sermon, Joshua Francis Mosser, Daniel Coulter Reynolds, Benjamin Arthur Mckee
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