Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah
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 system blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa,
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa,
I'm radioactive, radioactive
I raise my flags, and dye 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 system blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa,
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, 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, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa,
I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa
I'm radioactive, radioactive.
I think this song is about someone who did something bad or hurt someone and is now depressed and waiting for a metaphorical revolution so he can break out of the prison that is his depression.