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Intro: Am C G6 ×3. G6sus2. Am.
C G D Am
I'm waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
C G N.C. + pause.
I'm breathing in the chemicals (Gasp)
C G D Am
I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
C G D
This is it, the apocalypse. Whoa
Am C G D
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, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
I raise my flags, 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
Chorus
Am Cmaj7 G D
All systems go, sun hasn't died
Am Cmaj7 G D
Deep in my bones, straight from inside
Chorus