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They say the good die young, so I never misbehave.  
Self destructive living, I got one foot in the grave.  
Suicidal thoughts hover over me like rain clouds.  
Burdens on my shoulders weighing heavy like my chains now.  
Never without my necklaces unless I'm in a moshpit.  
One day, I'm colorblock. Next day, gothic.  
They say I'm bipolar. I just wanna buy posh fits.  
'Cause I wouldn't wanna be caught dead not flawless.  
So I'm always dolled up in case death surprise me,  
I can be the flyest dead body up on LiveLeak.