I'm waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust I'm breathing in the chemicals *The 100 touchdown* I'm breaking in, shaping up then Checking out on the prison bus This is it, the apocalypse - whoa *Their first contact with the acid fog & first Grounder encounter* 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 *Clarke blasts off the dropship to fend off the first Grounder attack on their camp* Whoa, whoa - I'm radioactive, radioactive Whoa, whoa - I'm radioactive, radioactive *Clarke & Bellamy irradiate Mount Weather* I raise my flags, don my clothes It's a revolution, I suppose We're painted red to fit right in, whoa *Their rebellion against Chancellor Pike* All systems go, the sun hasn't died Deep in my bones, straight from inside *Praimfaya*
I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals
*The 100 touchdown*
I'm breaking in, shaping up then
Checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse - whoa
*Their first contact with the acid fog & first Grounder encounter*
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
*Clarke blasts off the dropship to fend off the first Grounder attack on their camp*
Whoa, whoa - I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa - I'm radioactive, radioactive
*Clarke & Bellamy irradiate Mount Weather*
I raise my flags, don my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
We're painted red to fit right in, whoa
*Their rebellion against Chancellor Pike*
All systems go, the sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones, straight from inside
*Praimfaya*