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Don't let me through the gate. My body is a cage for something explosive. My body is a bomb. I'm a big old bag of bombs. Caged again, I couldn't lie. I made this happen and everybody goes and got unbroken. But I cannot pop locks: bust me open. Everybody's gone. Everybody's moving along. Welcome to What-Went-Wrong. welcome to Where-I'm-From. I'm going through the gate. I exit fire escape. I was an explosive. My body was a bomb. I was something explosive. My body was a bomb. My body was a bomb. I was a big old bag of bombs. My body is a bomb. I'm a big old bag of bombs. Everybody's on. Everybody's coming along. Welcome to Where-I'm-From. From Letras Mania