I'm waking up to ash and dust- He is starting to see the dangers in our world that he needs to overcome.
I wipe my brow and sweat my rust- He realizes that he is becoming one of his own obstacles.
I'm breathing in the chemicals- He is only hurting himself more by standing up to this, but he needs to in order to overcome his fears
I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus. This is it, the apocalypse- He stops listening to other people that bring him down and breaks through his most challenging obstacles.
I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems glow
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- He is open to his surroundings and is getting even stronger
raise my flags, don my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
We'll paint it 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- He gets other people to join him, so he is not alone in the war.
All systems go, sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones, straight from inside- He beats the evil in the world
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