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