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I can't slip my skin I'm full of dust I'm chemically imbalanced I'm cancer Bad astrology's the answer If I were a child again I'd be holy and not insane I've got the tear I can't get out of the void into the light Out of the void into the light* *Repeat I'm scarecrow man I'm made of rags and straw I'm paranoid I can't see or feel or speak I lust hang I'm so tired I can't sleep I'm so hungry I can't eat I've got the fear I can't get out of the void into the light Out of the void into the light From Letras Mania