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Lyrics:

                                                  
Shooting pains in my chest
Bullets popping in my breast
There’s no need to get upset
I ain’t dead yet!

They often say its hard to face the truth
My medications going through the roof
Tags and jags and bitter pills asunder
But they’re not gonna put me six feet under!

Shooting pains in my chest
Bullets popping in my breast
There’s no need to get upset
I ain’t dead yet!

Now my body’s shaking like a leaf
My breathing disappears just like a thief
A doctors visit think I’ll try and duck it
It isn’t time for me to kick the bucket!

Shooting pains in my chest
Bullets popping in my breast
There’s no need to get upset
I ain’t dead yet!

Over in the corner looking fine
Is a fancy coffin made of pine
It sure does make a poorly person grin
But I’m not ready yet for climbing in!

Shooting pains in my chest
Bullets popping in my breast
There’s no need to get upset
I ain’t dead yet!


INSTRUMENTAL - Chorus


My heart is racing, lungs are feeling sore
The Grim Reaper’s knocking at my door
He calls my name with such a gleeful shout
Don’t ya know I ain’t coming out!

Shooting pains in my chest
Bullets popping in my breast
There’s no need to get upset
I ain’t dead yet!

Temperature rising like a jet
Breaking out in bloody sweat
Gravestone casts a silhouette
I ain’t dead yet!