radioactive

I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow but 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

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

I'm radioactive

I raise my flags, done my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
We're painted red to fit right in

All systems go, the sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones, straight from inside

[Imagine Dragons - Radioactive]