I have a radioactive soul,
That can see through the disguise.
Blocking out the shadows,
Gushing my veins with cyanide.
Despite everything that you do,
To get me damaged, scarred and pained.
I can blow it all off,
‘Cause I’ve got cyanide in my veins.
Even if you pump me out with gasoline,
And set fire to my world.
It won’t hurt me like it should.
‘Cause I’ve got a radioactive soul.
I can take every bullet right on,
You can’t dare to shred me apart.
Let me tell you a little secret,
I have an immunized heart.
The cyanide keeps me running,
To keep up with the artificial smiles,
It acts like a strong morphine,
Against this counterfeit paradise.
Endangered are the stars that do not crash,
And the arch angels riding are in jeopardy.
But being radioactive has its benefits,
You can have the liberty to disagree.
I’ve played out all my cards,
And there’s nothing left to pretend.
I’ve got nothing more to lose,
I’m metallic from end to end..