I’m waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow and 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 blo

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I’m waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow and 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 blo

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