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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 gahh ahhh |
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I'm breaking in shaping up |
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Then checking out on the prison bus |
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This is it the apocalypse woah |
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I raise my flag and dye my clothes |
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It's a revolution I suppose |
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We're painted red to fit right in woah |
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I'm breaking in shaping up |
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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 go |
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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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La la la la la... |
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So lying underneath those stormy skies |
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All systems go sun hasn't died |
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She'd say oh...I know the sun must set to rise |
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Straight from inside |
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I'm waking up I feel it in my bones |
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Enough to make my systems go |
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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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This could be para-para-paradise |
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Oh oh oh oh oh... |