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.