I’m waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and 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
Oh, oh
I’m waking up
I feel it in my bones
(All the other kids with the pumped up kicks)
Enough to make my system blow
(You better run, better run, outrun my gun)
Welcome to the new age
To the new age
(All the other kids with the pumped up kicks)
Welcome to the new age
To the new age
(You better run, better run faster than my bullet)
Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid
Yeah, he found a six shooter gun
In his dad's closet, in a box of fun things
And I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you
(I’m waking up
I feel it in my bones)
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
(Enough to make my system blow)
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
(Welcome to the new age
To the new age)
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
(Welcome to the new age
To the new age)
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All systems go
The sun hasn’t died
Deep in my bones
Straight from inside
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
(Welcome to the new age)
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
(Welcome to the new age)
(I’m waking up
I feel it in my bones)
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
(Enough to make my system blow)
You better run, better run, gun
(Welcome to the new age
To the new age)
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
(Welcome to the new age
To the new age)
You better run, better run outrun my bullet